Werewolf Novels

Being mates does not guarantee you forever love. Specifically, as a hybrid, not all packs may like you. Some will disregard you. But how can my mate view me as someone he loves?

I was the spare daughter. The one they trained, used, and never loved. When my parents needed a sacrifice to save our pack, they offered me instead of my younger sister Aria. I was forced into a mating bond with Deucalion, the cold First Son of Blackridge, under the full moon. He knew I wasn't the woman he wanted. In the private room after the ceremony, he took me with cold hunger. His mouth claimed mine hard. His hands shoved the gown down and closed over my breasts, thumbs dragging across my nipples until they ached. Two thick fingers pushed inside me without warning, curling deep. When he finally sank into me, the stretch burned. He claimed me with powerful strokes, hips slamming deep, one hand bruising my hip as he growled against my ear, "You are not her." My body still came for him, tight, shaking and unwanted. I endured months of isolation, his distance, and Aria's open hatred. One violent fight finally broke me. I left in the middle of the night with nothing... not knowing his child already grew inside me. Years later I raised our son alone. He was strong, too strong. When he took down four warriors by himself, Blackridge came hunting, claiming only their blood can pull such a feat. Deucalion stood in front of me again, demanding the boy he never knew existed. Aria had failed to give them any heir and now lay sick from the strain of their bloodline. He wanted his son. I wanted my freedom. The old mark still burned between us. I will not hand over my child easily. And if Deucalion thinks he can walk back into my life, he will learn that the spare he discarded is no longer weak.

I was carefully polishing my late mother's memorial tablet in her sacred shrine when my mate, Creed, kicked the door open. He was carrying his injured "brother-in-arms," Savage, and demanded to use my mother's altar as a bloody infirmary. When I tried to stop him, he shoved me so hard I crashed into the altar, shattering my mother's priceless obsidian tablet into a hundred pieces. As the warrior fell, the helmet clattered to the floor, revealing a cascade of golden hair. His cherished "brother" was actually a beautiful woman named Coralie, and the panic in Creed's eyes told me he had known all along. Instead of apologizing, he looked at me with cold impatience. "There's nothing for you here. Get out." In the following days, he paraded her around our home, even buying her a priceless snow-wolf cloak with his family's funds. When she deliberately ruined it to frame me, he blamed me for being jealous and making a scene. I couldn't understand how the boy who once promised to protect me could so callously trample on my mother's memory and my dignity for a manipulative parasite. So, my tears dried up. As a merchant's daughter, I knew exactly how to settle a bad investment. I pulled out my abacus, calculated the 25,250 silver coins he owed me for the damages, and handed him a formal mate rejection letter. Since he destroyed what I treasured most, I chose to bankrupt him and sever our bond forever.

When Amber Duvall moves to the secluded town of Shadow Creek, she's determined to leave behind the traumatic events of her past. But when a series of brutal murders in the nearby woods bear signs of a werewolf's attack, Amber is thrust into a world she thought was only mythical. As her connection to the town deepens, Amber discovers she's linked to its cursed history-and her own blood holds the key to either saving or destroying the pack of wolves that protect it.

"Alpha Harrison wants you to be taken to the wolves of Castmere, so they'll use you for rituals." Zoe said, her breathing tensed. "He says you're too much bad luck." "And the Luna?" I asked, knowing that the Luna always had her way. "Luna Cara wants the hounds to have your meat." ***** Nyx Freeman, an omega in Starweaver pack had always face the worst treatment just because of a perceived claim of her mother being a traitor. Condemned and about to face the worst and most gruesome death, the moon goddess decides to shine her light on her. Caleb, a cold and powerful Alpha bids for her and saves her just in time. But then, Kieran, a dominant and well respected Alpha also comes by instantly claiming her as his mate. Will the new bond between Nyx and Kieran be able to withstand the test of time or the looming war seeking to tear the wolf realm apart?

When Lola gets the chance to participate in an experiment to win a million dollars she does not hesitate. All she has to do is insert herself with werewolf DNA and find out if werewolves still exist. Sound like a piece of cake right? In reality, she ends up in the middle of a mate hunt and gets claimed by Noah Grey. The ruthless alpha of the Grey Oak pack. Lola has no intention of finding a mate and certainly doesn't let a man tell her what to do. But as she slowly gets accustomed to the werewolf ways, she discovers some dirty secrets hidden. She realizes that even for creatures from legends not everything is always as it seems. Will she claim her prize or will she fall for temptation?

They called me wolf less. Weak. Worthless. In the Bloodstone Pack, that's as good as a death sentence-except mine has been slow, drawn out in whispers, cold stares, and the sharp edges of my family's contempt. My mate, the one the Moon Goddess chose for me, humiliated me in front of the entire pack before turning his back. So I did what no one expected. I left. One reckless night in a bar far from home, I met a stranger with eyes like winter storms. I should have walked away, but pain has a way of making you reckless-and desire has a way of making you forget. By morning, I was gone, certain I'd never see him again. But fate is cruel and relentless. The stranger was no ordinary wolf-he was the Lycan King, and I was his mate. Now he's hunting me, not just for the bond that ties us, but for something more... because something woke inside me that night. My wolf. My power. And possibly, our child. The world I ran from is nothing compared to the enemies closing in now-family who'd rather see me broken, a sister who thrives on my misery, and a rival king who would burn kingdoms to claim what's his. The closer Jake gets, the more I wonder if the greatest danger I face isn't the people hunting me... but the darkness I've carried all along.

He shattered her. A stranger awakened her. Now she'll burn the world for her own redemption. Lila was a wolfless omega-obedient, unseen, and promised to an Alpha who shattered her with one cruel betrayal. One night with a stranger changes everything. Elliot is vengeance in a tailored suit. Cold. Unforgiving. And Lila is the daughter of the man he's sworn to destroy. She was never meant to matter-until the mate bond snaps into place, and hatred turns to hunger. Then there's Julian. Gentle. Steady. Safe. In his arms, Lila glimpses a life untouched by pain. But even the kindest hearts carry shadows. Caught between the fire and the calm, between a love that burns and a love that heals, Lila must face the truth of her bloodline, the secrets that bind her to both men-and the power growing inside her. She's done being obedient. She's done being silent. And she won't just survive-she'll rise from the ashes.

The drill's whine was the only thing in my world, vibrating through my skull and drowning out my own screams. I was strapped to a cold metal table, paralyzed by wolfsbane, while surgeons bored into my hip bone to siphon my essence. "Just a little more," the surgeon muttered. "Isabella needs the boost for the wedding photos." They weren't saving my sister's life. They were harvesting my marrow just to make her skin glow for a picture. I looked at the observation window, begging with my eyes. Dante, the Alpha I had dragged from the jaws of death, stood there. He wasn't looking at me. He was holding Isabella's hand. He didn't know I was the one who healed him. He believed her lies. "Take it all if you have to," Dante's voice drifted through our fading mate bond. "Don't let her fade." The drill punched through. My heart stuttered and stopped. I died on that table, a hollowed-out husk used to feed my sister's vanity. "Seraphina! Are you deaf?" A sharp voice snapped me back into existence. I gasped, clutching my hip. No blood. No drill. No pain. I looked at the calendar on my father's desk. I was alive. And I had exactly one year before the surgery that killed me. I looked at my trembling hands and felt the ancient anger of my White Wolf stirring. I wasn't going to be the sacrifice this time. I was going to be the arsonist.

I took a silver bullet for my fated mate, Derek, and fell into a coma for five years. When I finally opened my eyes, I wasn't greeted as a hero. I was handed a deportation order. Because I had burned out my wolf spirit to save his life, I was now "human" and useless to the pack. My marriage had been annulled years ago without my consent. I dragged my atrophied body to our home, only to find Derek with Anjelica, a woman I once called a friend. She was wearing my jewelry and carrying his heir. But the knife in my heart wasn't seeing them together. It was my son. My five-year-old boy, Errol, didn't run to me. He screamed in terror and sprayed me with a bottle of liquid he had been hiding. It hissed against my skin. Wolfsbane. "Go away, monster!" he sobbed, pointing the bottle at me like a weapon. "Mommy Anjelica said this burns the bad things!" I had lost my wolf, my husband, and my child. But they weren't done taking from me. When Anjelica faked a medical emergency, Derek signed a general proxy form. I was dragged into surgery, not as a patient, but as a harvest. I heard the doctor whisper, "She wants her dry." They thought draining my blood would kill me. They didn't know that my "human" shell was just a cocoon for something ancient. I escaped the hospital that night. Standing by the ocean, I threw my wedding ring into the waves. "I, Catherine, reject the bond." Miles away, Derek fell to his knees, vomiting blood as the connection snapped. He thought I was dead. He didn't know the White Wolf had just awakened.

The Wolf Princess was betrayed by her supposed partner at their wedding ceremony. She was left with broken fangs and her wolf tail cut off by him and his lover. They even stole the family heirloom. In the end, the traitors threw her mangled body into the stream. Fortunately, fate was not cruel to Layla, as she drifted to the distant North and was rescued by a strange man. It was then that she discovered he was her true destined partner, not the betrayer who she thought was meant for her! But by the time she met her real partner, she could no longer transform back into a human. She could only sustain life in the form of a wolf. How then could Layla seek her vengeance? How could she unite with her true destined partner?

"You're pregnant? For my Husband?" My mother's voice cracked, tears glistening in the corners of her eyes, but I felt... Nothing Bold of her to lay such claims on him "Did you forget?" I thundered *HE IS MY MATE" **** When fate deals the cruelest hand, desire doesn't play fair Belle Westwood never expected her fresh start to come with a mate bond, especially not to the one man she absolutely cannot have. He's powerful, commanding, and everything her wolf craves BUT He's married to her mother One stolen kiss changes everything. Now, caught between duty and an attraction that threatens to consume them both, Belle must decide walk away from her fated mate, or tear her family apart and start a war, even her wolf can't control for a chance at the one thing she's never had true love But when her past comes back to haunt her and enemies close in, Belle realizes that sometimes, one needs to choose themselves first before every other person Content Note (18+): This is a dark paranormal romance featuring morally gray characters, manipulation, explicit scenes, violence, and complicated family relationships. Reader discretion is advised

"You? A Luna? You think I ever wanted you?" "Don't flatter yourself, Rhaella. You were nothing but a mistake fate dumped on me!" – – – – – – – – – – – – Betrayed by her mate and shipped to the ruthless Lycranox Pack. A place where no Omega dares to go. Rhaella wants only one thing... revenge. Her plan? Seduce the one man her ex fears most: Logan. His powerful VIP. Dangerous and untouchable. But Logan doesn't play fair. He hunts. He takes. And with every look, every touch, Rhaella slips deeper into a game she swore she was controlling. She came to ruin him for her vengeance... but what happens when the seducer becomes the seduced?

Orphaned and wolfless, Luna Mooncrest faces rejection and torment in the Silver Crescent Pack. When the Moon Goddess grants her Ryder Blackthorn as a mate, he publicly rejects her. A desperate night leads to a passionate one-night stand, and Luna finds herself pregnant. The Lycan King, Alaric Stormwind, arrives and claims Luna as his mate, but she flees, fearing for her unborn children. Years later, Luna returns stronger, only to find herself caught in a prophecy that could change the Lycan kingdom. With enemies closing in, Luna and Alaric must unite to confront their pasts and protect their future.

Try being the youngest sister to six older controlling brothers, all of whom are alphas. Life can be difficult. I would never have even thought of having a boyfriend or getting out on a date. Most girls played with dolls and tea sets. Not me, because my brothers wanted to wrestle, kick, and fight from a young age. The boys taught me to kick anyone's butt from here to China. It was just as enjoyable in high school. My brothers, who are closest to me in age, always monitor me, and if they can not do that, then their friends take care of it. For me, escaping becomes second nature. In the event they were determined to watch my every move, I would give them reasons to do so. In response, I begin skipping classes and flooding the boys' bathroom with toilet paper. I begin dressing sexily in class. As a result, I would ask my brothers' friends out in a sexy manner. I have a blast until the Alpha (my oldest brother) assigns me a bodyguard. As I look at him impishly, I say, "I can outsmart you, Wolf." Besides ditching him, I go to the mall with my friends and skip school. You're probably wondering how my grades were. It's no problem, I'm a genius and I don't have to study to be on the honor roll. In the mall, I get caught by all six of my brothers. Cameron, my oldest brother, picks me up and throws me over his shoulder. I laugh as I wave goodbye to my friends. I watch as my friends gawk at my brothers. I know some of my friends are in love with them. My brothers wave to my friends after they say goodbye. As I turn 16, I am so excited to finally attend highschool by myself, as my two brothers who are still in highschool are graduating this year. There is no such luck. The Alpha tells the school to test me out, and I am also graduating from highschool, and I will attend the same University my brothers are planning to attend. Moon Goddess, what have I done wrong?

Easton Reed "The Great King" of the Werewolf Kingdom, he is 25 years old and is the most powerful and superior among all. He is admired by everyone and is viewed with respect because he is not an ordinary werewolf but a Lycan. All of this is useless for him because he has lost his sense of smell to find his mate after a fateful accident. His Lycan has always been on edge due to this which makes him out of control most of the time. Esther Harlow is a beautiful and elegant girl with all the good traits, she has everything except for her wolf. She has lost her power to feel and communicate with her wolf after the night of her 18th birthday. These two people are then forced to be each other's chosen mate due to their own reasons and circumstances. So what has fate decided for them?? Will they ignore each other or will something bring them together?? What is the reason behind the conspiracy which was played and who is behind it?? There are many mysteries that are about to be revealed.

Pain, Sadness, loneliness. That's exactly what defined Avyanna Roosevelt's life. Every time she would change her pack, people would bully her for her unethical birth origins. She was weak, well at least for the world, who didn't know what she was. Her mother hated her, because, for her, she was a bastard child, the result of a drunk one night stand. Life was cruel to her, but she was a survivor, and the only thing she wanted was to complete her education and live among humans. However, all her plans came crashing when her grandmother died and she was asked to move into her mother's new husband's home, in the Enceladus pack, the strongest pack in the world. She had thought she would meet the coldest and cruellest alpha, worsening her life even more, but what she didn't expect was to meet an extremely caring and overprotective man, her stepbrother. She thought she would leave in peace after completing her education, until one day her brother came to her and spoke. "In this world, you are mine to protect, mine to care for, and only mine to love. I won't think twice to rip out the heart that will try to beat for you," he growled before biting her neck.

I returned to a cold, empty mansion, my body still aching from the miscarriage I had just suffered alone. But the silence was broken by a delicate lace wrap on our couch. It belonged to Seraphina, my Alpha mate's childhood sweetheart. While I was in a hospital bed losing our pup, Archibald was bringing his true love into our home. A news alert flashed on my phone, showing him smiling tenderly at her at a luxury restaurant. When I handed him the official Rejection papers to sever our mate-bond, he didn't hesitate to sign. "I told you from the beginning, Bird. You were just a substitute," he sneered. Later, I overheard him telling his second-in-command that the child we just lost was nothing but an "unexpected nuisance." For three years, I had given up my Stanford research and my dignity, believing my total submission could earn his love. Hearing him dismiss our dead child so callously shattered the last illusion I had. My heart turned into a graveyard. To someone who doesn't love you, even your tragedy is just an inconvenience. I packed my worn clothes, took the fifty million dollar severance, and walked out of his life. I didn't cry or beg at his office doors like he arrogantly predicted. Instead, I took industrial shears to my priceless diamond wedding ring, snapped it in two, and walked into a rival tech firm to reclaim my genius.

A deserter converts almost all humanity into creatures, alive in a world plunged into darkness, every spring a person from the village in Mojstrana - Slovenia was sacrificed and sent to Sangria. A place where the lycanthropes settled with their cruel leader and tyrant named Alpha and surrounded by subjects and lovers. Balance was maintained as long as the village complied with the agreement to deliver a person to him and never mix the blood of a werewolf with human blood. Thor breaks the pact by copulating with one of Alpha’s favorite concubines and he soon leaves his palace in search of the blood of his rival, Eugenia is a sweet and young maiden, she decides to surrender to him in exchange for her brother’s life. Because she is brave and beautiful, Alpha accepts the deal and takes her to her castle. There she will fight to maintain her honor while discovering the origins of that creature and her own brother to return the light to all humanity.

An artefact made from ancient werewolf blood to shield the Werewolves from the power of the blood moon that makes them feral and bloodlust, was stolen and the last place it was seen or felt is the farthest place to where It belonged. In a hunt for the artefact the two most powerful Alphas in Europe came across their mate, who so happened to be the younger sister of the suspected thief. Crossed between taking their revenge on the whole family and claiming their mate as theirs, they seek to uncover the truth about the missing halo, Older sister and why the blood moon doesn't seem so powerful whenever their mate is around their pack.