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"If I have to choose one of us to sacrifice, then I will choose myself without hesitation, because he is my only love." Having lost my memory, I no longer believe in anyone. Even my past self seems so estranged. I woke up in a cage. While without consciousness, two kinds of poisons were added to my body. One from the wolf, and the other from the vampire. They suppress and oppose each other, and this might cost me my life at any time. I lost my memory, because vampires stole my power. From the mouth of those familiar strangers, I was their friend, family, partner, and even the avatar of the ...

"What is it like to be the secondary role in your own love story? I know." On our wedding day, my fiance betrayed me in front of the whole pack. He brought his new partner, and I became a laughing stock to everyone. Confusion and despair devoured me, but fate brought my destined mate to my side, and he rescued me from the edge of darkness again and again. He is more perfect than anyone, but he happens to be the Alpha of the opposing pack. My destiny is in the hands of my former fiance, because he is the Alpha of my pack. At the time of decisive battle between the two packs, he forces me to ...

While my body naturally drew towards him, I loathed the self that accepted him. Two feelings, love, and hate are asleep in my body at the same moment, and I don't believe either can win. With the entire paranormal world at stake, witches, fairies, vampires, and werewolves forced to fight on the same side, the love of my life, who is also my nemesis, has asked for my assistance. Though the way he begs my help...... eventually forces me to ask mercy for him to cease. I am a warrior, and I have never feared facing the traitor chief or the cruel humans. But as I faced him, I was surrounded in a...

Why settle for just one? I'm talking about men. In the worn-out tales, women and omegas get stuck in predetermined roles, but in my story, we're flipping the script. Becoming a werewolf? Definitely not on my to-do list. But playing with fire, namely Lukas and Oscar? That was totally by design. The once delightful romance took a wild turn when a third player stepped into the game—Oscar's dad, the Alpha of all Alphas. Handling that level of affection? I'm not sure I'm up for it. Alright, who am I fooling? My predicament now is, why can't I have all three men at once?

I am either London's last queen or its last masochist. My family against all the Children of Twilight, and the person I fell in love with deeply hates everything about me. Starting with a blue pill, I learned my father's secret, who insisted that all he did was to help people, even though I found his face frightening. I discovered my dearest friend's brutality, in whose eyes I stood with her in the city's light when only I knew I was already in the dark. The werewolf with the green eyes, whose life was worthless in my father's sight, was sprinting with me through the darkness. I know you ...

The only one who treated me well died, and I was the murder. “I didn’t do it! River.” I begged my love. “You disgusted me.” I was banished from my home, love, and everything else. Five years passed, I shifted to the Warrior Leader, also known as the most feared warrior in all of the werewolf world. I told Gray what happened to me, and how I was hurt by my love, River. He, in turn, hated River with all his strength and promised that he would at least beat him up at the next centurial Alpha meeting we would have. Will I be cleared of suspicion of Luna the next time we meet? Will I ...

Even though we have passion, I will still stand against you ......" Unknown monsters, bizarre curses， and lovers are forced to against each other. Wolf forms that are nowhere to be found. I pray to the moon to grant me peace and safe. But after a series of strange events, I begin to question my faith. The terrible monster took my father’s life in the holy Moon Square and with it the most powerful chief of the nine packs. I was also cursed, so everyone considered me as a symbol of bad luck and war. The throne pushed away my most loyal friend, and even my beloved one stood against me. ...

I'm a mess, and you still love me. Taking care of me, cooking for me, doing boring things with me, leaving marks on my body and murmuring in my ears, I never thought I would meet you until I crossed the Atlantic. You are the second surprise that England has brought me, besides my mother's legacy. Accompanying me on my adventures, figuring out my destiny, searching with me for the secrets my mother left behind, and using your body to stop the killings for me at critical moments. I look at you, a werewolf with blue eyes, try to believe that you truly love me. “Love didn't meet her at her ...

Why do people think vengeance is complicated? Revenge against those who have bullied you is the easiest; terrorize their spirit or torture their physical body, watch them shed tears, and confess. Remember to ask them at the end, "Do you have any regrets?" If you have a blood feud, do not show mercy; death is one of the best solutions. However, I recommend eternal mental torture, which may necessitate some skills, but I am a dark art witch, it's fine with me. The trickier one is to take revenge on a former lover; I've been there, so I know. When I tried to kill him, all I could think about ...

How should I choose between love and revenge? I fell in love with the brother of my father's murderer. A game of power took away my whole family. On the day of my adulthood, my originally peaceful life was broken; my father was killed right in front of me, but my wolf did not appear. I was imprisoned in the castle. Except for powerless resistance, what else could I have done? Fate has brought my lover to my side, but he is the brother of the enemy who killed my father. Power and hatred are now in the way between us. Will he have the determination to keep choosing me? When will my wolf appear?

Falling for one man, marrying another – is that a crime? The love of my destiny reacted strongly to this quandary. He argued I was playing with fire, yet his actions demonstrated that he was unwilling to let me go. Yet, for the sake of my queenly stature, I found myself making a deal with the warlocks. What is the benefit to me? An unstoppable army capable of conquering all. The only grab? In the trade-off, they want me. I reassured my true love that my feelings for him are unwavering, and I'd resolve everything before committing to another man. I made him that promise, but I couldn't ...

I believe in science one hundred percent, yet a werewolf shows up out of nowhere and says I'm his mate, who do I call in this situation? I was just like you, sick of credit card bills, rent and damn jobs and praying before bed that the end of the world would be tomorrow. The universe suddenly decided to be merciful, and the apocalypse arrived unannounced. I found myself facing one crisis after another, with death and conspiracy hot on my heels. The mechanical buzzing of insects signaled the prelude to a conspiracy, followed closely by the attacks of furry werewolves—fanatics who were ...

I just wanted to have some fun and never thought anything too serious. Sorry for being so straightforward, but as I see my sisters fall into desperate situations, all ensnared by the wicked witch, I've emerged as the primary target for those on the hunt. In times of crisis, I need a partner in crime—someone who has my back, won't second-guess my actions, and is willing to lay down their life for me. I used to take everything for granted until I went all out to save Everett, a guy I thought I could sacrifice. I must confess, I'm in quite a predicament now. The catch is—I've already made ...

Her lies were as bad as her alibi. She showed up in bloody clothes with the scent of the dead. His cajoling is as flawless as his affection. I choose to jump into the sea of my lust the moment our eyes meet. She saw me as just another female lawyer, whereas I saw her as a spoiled brat with blood on her hands. He looks at me as if I'm his entire world, and I look at him, counting the lies he's told me. The only thing she and he had in common were their smiles, which made me wonder if they were flirting with me. It was then that I realized the true significance of the siblings' smile—I, too...

I'm a bastard on the hunt for you. Countless thefts, countless break-ins, countless arrests—I wandered the streets, telling myself that the next time I would start a new life, but I always fell again, like a dog in vomit. My parents had high expectations for me in the past, but after they died, I selectively forgot that I deserved revenge and that there were people who depended on me. I think I was born to have chaotic days; maybe that's just how I am. Until you came into my dreams, I must admit that your face, your body, your smell, and the safety and happiness you bring me all made me ...