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It was the climactic moment of my game, but the enemy's flash bang blinded me. After I reopened my eyes, I found myself in the world of the post-apocalyptic underdog comeback story I'd ranted about to my friend the day before. No, I wasn't the protagonist with a cheat for a system. Instead, I was the cannon fodder who suffered the worst fate. He also had my name. I found myself locked outside the armored vehicle while a swarm of high-level zombies had surrounded me. 'Blast,' I thought. 'All this just because I flamed them? And I just made a pentakill after my 8-win streak!' I told myself to calm down and let my mind do its work, but then the laughter of this body's wife echoed from the walkie-talkie. "Stop covering for him, gunners! We're livestreaming to the whole camp. My husband's going to rip these Tier Six zombies to shreds!" Then, the woman's useless male best friend buzzed with excitement. "I'll have a permanent spot in the inner city if he distracts the horde and they rip him apart in the process, babe!" If this went the way of the original story, I'd beg for help only to get no answer and be ripped apart by the zombies. Fortunately, I wasn't the same coward this guy used to be. The woman kept egging me on. I sneered. I didn't spend years playing competitive games for nothing. And so, I grabbed a high-frequency concussion grenade that could get the attention of every single zombie in a 3-mile radius, smashed the ventilation valve of the armored vehicle, and hurled the grenade inside.

They called me an orphaned omega, a wolfless nobody scrubbing floors in the pack that despised me. On my eighteenth birthday, my childhood friend, the Alpha's son, announced I was his fated mate. Then he rejected me in front of everyone, calling me unworthy and banishing me to the borderlands. But the moment I crossed the boundary, my wolf awakened and a silver mark blazed on my wrist. A scarred warrior emerged from the shadows and knelt. "I've been looking for you, princess. The real Alpha King awaits his mate." I am not an omega. I am the last heir of the Silvermoon line, the original royal bloodline thought extinct for twenty years. My birth pack was slaughtered by a conspiracy that includes the very Alpha who rejected me. Now I must return to a hidden kingdom, survive the Rite of the Lost Queen, and claim a throne that belongs to me by blood. But the rite demands I fight the one man I am fated to love, the scarred Alpha who found me, bound by a usurper's magic to be my enemy. Relationships & Dynamics Seraphina rises from broken omega to hidden queen, reclaiming a birthright stolen from her. Kael, the scarred Alpha King, is her fated mate, yet he is magically bound to oppose her in the rite, forging a forbidden and explosive bond. Darian, the Alpha who rejected her, embodies the arrogance of the pack that tried to bury her. As Seraphina's power awakens, his cruelty turns to desperate jealousy. With pack politics, ancient magic, and a slow-burn romance laced with vengeance, she must decide who to destroy first. The wolf they cast out will return as their queen. And queens do not forgive.

On my eighth birthday, I begged my mom to video call my dad, who was supposedly working late. The moment the call connected, a version of him from ten years in the future appeared on the screen. My mom held me close and smiled, asking him, "Ten years from now… our Lily has grown up. Was her coming-of-age ceremony a big celebration?" Dad replied coldly, "She kept trying to one-up Sarah's kid, so I sent her abroad. Too bad her luck ran out—her plane went down." My mom's face went pale. On the other end, my dad let out an icy laugh. "Claire, back then, you lied to me. You said if your 'plan' didn't work out, you'd die. I believed you. I gave up Sarah and her child to marry you." My mom's body started trembling. I reached out toward the screen. "Daddy, when are you coming home to celebrate my birthday with me?" Dad sighed and looked at her calmly. "The truth is, I wasn't working late that night. I was celebrating Sarah's daughter's birthday. Now you know everything. What you do next is up to you." Suddenly, a cold robotic voice echoed in my ear: [Host, do you choose to abandon the original world and stay here forever?] I wiped the tears off my mom's face and, barely understanding what was happening, said, "Mommy, does that mean Daddy doesn't want us anymore? Then let's not want him either. Okay?"

Violet eyes with piercing sight. Mane of gold in pale moonlight. Skin so hard and lily white. Voice so soft, yet filled with might. He comes to me in the dark of night. Flash of teeth, smile so slight. There is no fear, no need to fight. In his embrace, I crave his bite. -S.R. Michele, or Shelly to those closest to her, is a typical 21 yr old, trying to find her way in life. She has good family, a close circle of friends. She's outgoing and friendly, and a bit reckless and impulsive sometimes. And she has certain gifts...when she touches things, she can see into the past, she can feel what was felt by others, and she can sense things before they happen. Ok, so maybe she's not so typical. An impromptu trip to New Orleans, a party on Bourbon Street, and an attempted assault in a dark alley lead her into a world she didn't know existed...but one she's not afraid of. She doesn't know if the violet-eyed stranger that comes to her rescue, and follows her home, is a friend or a foe - and honestly, she doesn't care. Once you've had a taste of the darkness, it's hard to pull away... **** This book was written in the late 1990's - early 2000's, and originally published in 2004, under the title: Diary of a Vampire by S.M. Royston. It was my first book, and it wasn't long until I came to hate it! (Please, don't look it up - I promise you, it's terrible) So here we are, years later, and I've decided to throw out my original work, and re-write it. Because I'm the author, and I can do that. The story, characters, and settings are the same - but the writing style is different, and in my opinion, much, much better. I hope you enjoy it. ****

On the night I was supposed to mate with Alpha Lucien, the memories of my previous life came flooding back. In that life, I sat on the edge of the bed and waited for him all night. He was with his adoptive sister in another room, fucking her until dawn. He never wanted me. He just wanted Crimson Moon Pack's territory, and the hundreds of warriors my father left behind. The second year of our mating, I started coughing up blood every day. The pack healer told me I was weak, that my wolf was struggling, and I believed him. I drank the bitter herbal teas they brought me until I couldn't stand up anymore. That was when I finally understood. There was wolfsbane in those teas, the kind specifically used to poison an Alpha's blood. By the third year, my grandmother's emerald necklace, the modern art original that had been in my family for three generations had all ended up, one by one, in Vivienne's room. When I asked, Lucien said they were just borrowed. I let it go. After I died, every item on my mating gift inventory had been transferred to Vivienne. This time, on the same mating night, I tore the Luna crown off my head and threw it on the floor. In front of every guest in the hall, I said it clearly. "I reject you, Lucien Ashworth." Then I pointed at the adoptive sister cowering in the corner. "You wanted to be Luna? Take it. It's yours." I walked out of the pack house and held out my hand to the captive Alpha heir from the enemy pack. "Come with me. I'll help you take back Shadowfang Pack. You help me get my revenge."

Lucius Nightshade, the Original Vampire Progenitor, was ambushed. A rogue hunter on a suicide mission. But my mate, Julian Thorne, and his elite guards weren't there. They were at a midnight masquerade, playing bodyguard for his childhood sweetheart, Lilah. I didn't invoke the mate bond to summon Julian. Instead, heavy with an eight-month pregnancy, I threw myself at Lucius. I traded my life to shield him from the fatal silver shrapnel. Because in my past life, I did invoke the emergency bond. Julian ditched Lilah, teleported to the scene, and saved Lucius. For that, he got a seat on the High Council. He became the Lord of his clan. But Lilah threw a fit because he left her behind. She ran off the territory in a tantrum and got ripped apart by our clan's worst enemies. Julian didn't say a word. But on the day I was due to give birth, he forcibly dragged me into the Sunlight Cell. His fangs grazed my ear, dangerous and cold. His hands shook violently on my shoulders, fueled by pure grief and manic rage. "The Progenitor had so many elite guards! Why did you have to force-summon me? Am I just a stepping stone to you? You don't love me. You just wanted the vanity of being a Lord's wife, didn't you?" "Lilah wouldn't be dead if it wasn't for your damn jealousy! You are going to suffer a thousand times worse than she did!" Then, without a shred of mercy, he shoved me and my newborn into the blazing daylight. I watched in horror as my baby burned to ashes right beside me. When I opened my eyes again, the harsh stench of silver powder filled the air. I was back on the day Progenitor Lucius was ambushed.

EYES OF THE ALPHA Synopsis Cindy has never existed outside of being watched. In a modern city where supernatural power is fueled by public attention, she has built her entire life on visibility. Her relationship with Kenny, a dominant alpha werewolf whose strength depends on fear and admiration, looks perfect from the outside. But behind closed doors it is controlled, suffocating, and slowly hollowing her out. Everything shifts when she meets Michael, a beta werewolf who exists completely outside the system she has devoted herself to. He cannot be impressed by her influence or moved by her performance. He sees straight through her and what unsettles her most is that she doesn't want him to stop looking. But wanting Michael means confronting everything she has refused to face. Kenny's grip on her identity. Her own addiction to validation. The difference between being desired and being loved. When Michael returns transformed into a hybrid alpha carrying power that breaks every rule of their world, the personal becomes catastrophic. Ancient vampire Dain arrives in the city not to rule the supernatural order but to destroy it entirely. He understands Cindy's psychology with a precision that feels less like perception and more like a weapon, and he is not subtle about using it. Caught between Kenny's possession, Michael's truth, and Dain's corruption, Cindy watches the system she built her worth on collapse around her. When the attention finally goes dark and no one is watching anymore, she is left with the only question that has ever mattered. Who is she underneath all of it? EYES OF THE ALPHA is an original dark romance novel exploring identity, emotional abuse, and what it truly costs a woman to choose herself. Rated 18+.

One day. That’s all it took for Rivera Summers’ life to completely unravel. Almost sexually assaulted by her disgusting boss, Rivera Summers fought back—and paid the price by losing the job she had worked three years for. But losing her job was only the beginning of her nightmare. That same day, Rivera discovered her father was drowning in a dangerous gambling debt, one that had to be paid within twenty-four hours… or his daughter would be handed over instead. And without hesitation, her own father chose her. Terrified and unprepared for the dark world she was thrown into, Rivera found herself trapped under the control of the cold and dangerous Vespertine De Vil—a man feared by everyone. For Rivera, every passing day only dragged her deeper into a life filled with danger, cruelty, and secrets she was never meant to uncover. Hello to everyone about to embark on this journey with me! Thank you for being here. To me, this isn’t just a book—it is an experience. Content Warnings: Please note that this book will contain heavy and triggering themes. While I'm not yet sure exactly how dark it will get, I'll do my best to put specific trigger warnings at the beginning of any distressing chapters. Pacing & Style: This novel is a slow-burn and may not have the fast pacing of other mafia romances you've read. The characters are also completely unique and won't necessarily resemble those from other books. And that's okay! If this style isn't for you, feel free to drop it. However, I kindly ask that you don't use it as an excuse to leave negative or hateful reviews. Update Schedule: This is an original story, and while I cannot promise daily updates, you can expect a new chapter every two days!

It was one thing to fall in love with somebody But for a werewolf it was everything to be mated to someone your heart raced after. When Collen moved yet again to start a new life with his family, he hadn't expected he'd be meeting his mate. A mate who would bring about his downfall. Alessia winters was a descendant of the original wolf hunters. The same one that has caused havoc to the wolf community many years before.. Alessia Winters hopes to live a normal life someday, a life she knew was never gonna be at her disposal, a life she wished she'd had if her father was still there. But she knew as always, wishes never come true. So she tries to be exactly what her family expects from her: the family's perfect hunter granddaughter. The Winters are known for over centuries for their werewolf huntings for generations after generations. While Alessia has to be the perfect daughter who takes over her family's ethics, she has to deal with the mysterious hot guy she met at the village square. Collin Mcalester finds it oddly satisfying that he meets this strangely adorable woman the very first night he moved to Fox City. Her voice sets a constant lust reminder in his heart and he finds himself longing after her. But was there meeting fated to happen? Or was their love doomed before they even met? Will a wanted Werewolf who's been into hiding for countless years be any more safer after meeting and falling in love with a wolf hunter's daughter, who's a skilled hunter herself than she gives credit for. Would it turn out to be a deer walking into the lion's den? A fascinating head-spinning romance that Will leave your heart thudding after turning the last page.

Before my boyfriend, August Cadwell, marked me, we went to register our mate bond at the Pack Affairs Department. Without a word of explanation, he unexpectedly had someone throw me out of the office. Then he walked in with his childhood sweetheart. He didn’t even blink when he saw me sitting there on the ground, shaking with disbelief. "Hailey's pup needs to be part of the Aurelis pack. The best and quickest method is for her to register a mate bond with a werewolf from the Aurelis pack. As soon as we sever the mate bond, I'll form a mate bond with you." Everyone assumed the lovesick version of me would wait just one more month for him. After all, I'd already waited seven long years. But that night, I did something unexpected too. I accepted my parents' arranged mate bond and quietly left for the Lymerian pack, disappearing from his life entirely. Three years later, I returned to my original pack to visit my family. My mate, Ryder Weyland, was now the lycan chairman. Because of an urgent council meeting, he arranged for someone to collect me from the airport. I never imagined that “someone” would be August. The moment he spotted me, his eyes immediately landed on the sparkling bracelet on my wrist. "Isn't this a knockoff of the bracelet Ryder Weyland, the lycan chairman, spent two million dollars on for his mate? Didn't expect you to turn this vain after just a few years. "You've caused enough chaos, haven't you? It's time to return. Hailey's pup is now of school age. You can take on the responsibility of pick-ups and drop-offs." I gently ran my fingers over the bracelet on my wrist. Little did he know that this was the cheapest one Ryder had ever given me.