My Alpha Turns Into a Monster at Night
He's dangerous at night.
Unstoppable under the moon.
But when the monster wakes,
I'm the only one he kneels to.
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Chapter 8
The alley was drenched in silver light, moonbeams slicing through the darkness like knives. I could feel the tension in the air, sharp and alive, every shadow twitching as if it had a heartbeat of its own.
He stepped in front of me, body tense, claws glinting faintly, amber eyes blazing like molten gold. The Alpha wasn't holding back anymore. The monster the curse was awake.
"Stay close," he ordered, voice low, magnetic, and dangerous all at once. "Do not move."
I couldn't. My body had betrayed me already, frozen, breath caught, pulse hammering as I stared at him. Part of me screamed to flee, but the other part the part that belonged to him already stood firm.
The shadows around him twisted violently, and in a blink, his form blurred, shifting. Muscle rippled under fur that shimmered in the moonlight. His face elongated, teeth sharper than any human's, and claws scraped against the stone ground with a sound that made my skin prickle. The air vibrated with a low, resonant growl, raw and wild.
I wanted to look away. I wanted to hide. And yet... I was rooted in place, utterly captivated.
He turned his gaze to me, eyes softening just enough to remind me there was still him in there the man I had seen, the man who had claimed me with words, with presence, with fire.
"You see me now," he said, voice rumbling like thunder over velvet. "The part they fear. The part no one else survives seeing."
I swallowed hard. "You... you're terrifying."
He stepped closer, claws brushing the ground, the heat radiating off him almost unbearable. "Terrifying?" He smiled, predator and man merging in one lethal glance. "Perhaps. But I am yours. Mine in the moonlight."
Every instinct in me screamed danger. Every heartbeat whispered desire. I shivered, torn between fear and something I couldn't name, couldn't resist.
Then, suddenly, he lunged not at me, but to strike the shadows that were creeping too close. Teeth flashed. Claws slashed. The monster roared, a sound that made my knees weak. The world tilted around me, danger flashing so vividly I felt my chest tighten.
And in the chaos, he swept me into his arms. Strong, protective, overwhelming. My face pressed against his chest, I could feel the wild, unstoppable power thrumming beneath his skin. Yet in that moment, there was only safety... only him.
"You're mine," he whispered, lips brushing my hair, teeth just grazing my ear. "Marked. Bound. And no one will take you."
A shiver ran through me fear, yes, but something else. Something deeper. Desire. Trust. Devotion. All tangled together into a pull I couldn't escape.
The shadows hissed, retreating before his fury. And in the silver glow of the moon, I realized something terrifyingly wonderful: I wanted to be here. I wanted to be his.
The Alpha lowered me to my feet, eyes locking onto mine, soft and dangerous all at once. "The night has just begun," he murmured. "And so have we."
I gasped, pulse still racing, and for the first time, truly understood: there was no going back.
Not from him. Not from this. Not from the chains of the moon, the curse, or the heart.
I was his, Completely.
And I didn't care what the world thought.
The moonlight faded behind a cloud, but the fire in his eyes didn’t. And then I heard it a low growl, closer than before. Something or someone was coming. And this time… we wouldn’t survive the night unscathed.
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7.4
BLURB;
They told her she was born to die. They told him he was born to kill. They were both wrong.
Hazel was the perfect sacrifice: poor, powerless, and prepared for the dragon's flame. Prince Dravon was the perfect executioner: ruthless, royal, and bound by duty.
Their first glance which was a magnetic attraction changed everything.
Now, running from a kingdom that wants her blood and a brother who wants his throne, they uncover a horrific secret. The ritual is a key to unlock something ancient vorthar an ancient dragon God. The curse is a cage. And Hazel's rare bloodline containing the blood line of three realms makes her the most dangerous creature in the world the target of a priestess who wants eternal power and a dragon-god who dreams of eternal fire and freedom to rule the whole world.
To save their worlds, Hazel and Dravon must burn the old lies to the ground and forge a new legend from the ashes.
9.1
My family and fiancé begged me to donate my last remaining kidney to my twin sister, Kyleigh. They didn't know I was already dying.
My fiancé, Axel, gave me an ultimatum.
"Donate the kidney, or I'll break our engagement and marry Kyleigh. It's her dying wish."
I agreed, only for them to frame me for plagiarism with my own thesis, forcing me to confess on camera. They never knew I was the one who secretly saved our father with my other kidney five years ago-a sacrifice Kyleigh had stolen all the credit for.
As they wheeled me into the operating room, they celebrated with Kyleigh, promising her a future built on my death. I was already a ghost to them.
But I died on the table. The surgeon, seeing the old surgical scar and the poison riddling my body, walked out to face them.
"This wasn't a donation," she announced, her voice cold as steel. "This was murder."
9.2
It all started with one encounter.
One night with a man whose touch felt like sin and whose scent still haunts my skin.
I never meant to fall - but when I caught my boyfriend, the Alpha's son, cheating on me, something inside me broke.
And that's when he found me - a stranger cloaked in dominance and danger. His hands promised ruin, his lips whispered damnation.
I gave in. Just once.
Or so I thought.
Now, I've been hired as the Alpha's new secretary.
And when I walked into his office, the world stopped.
Because he's not a stranger.
He's him.
The man from that night.
The man I should have never touched.
The father of my ex.
I tell myself I can resist him - that I can keep my secret buried. But every time his gaze lingers, every time that deep, commanding voice wraps around my name, my resolve burns away.
This isn't love.
It's an obsession. Possession. Darkness disguised as desire.
And I know one thing for sure - once an Alpha sets his eyes on you...
He never lets go.
7.5
I thought my best friend Mila and my lover Preston were my only salvation from Essex Langley, the ruthless billionaire who kept me caged in his estate.
I trusted them blindly when they planned my grand escape.
But it was all a cruel setup.
Mila deliberately leaked the plan to Essex's guards to win his favor, and Preston only wanted my family's shares to pay off his massive debts.
When we were caught in the rose garden, Preston shoved me toward the guards and ran for his life.
"You're insane if you think I actually loved a freak like you!"
I was dragged back into the manor, my ribs cracking under heavy boots.
I bled out on the freezing marble floor, staring into Essex’s unhinged, mad eyes as I took my last agonizing breath.
Until the moment I died, I couldn't accept it.
I had ruined my own life, adopting a hideous punk look with fake tattoos and piercings just to make Essex hate me, all for two people who saw me as nothing but a sacrificial lamb.
Why was my blind rebellion rewarded with such a brutal betrayal?
Opening my eyes again, the white-hot pain was gone.
I was back in the freezing bedroom on my eighteenth birthday, the very night Mila would come to orchestrate my ruin.
I looked at the rebellious, smudged stranger in the mirror.
This time, I calmly washed off the black makeup, took out my lip ring, and put on a pristine white dress.
If fighting the devil got me killed, then in this life, I would tame him and make them all pay.
8.1
Six years ago, I stole from a stranger.
I was desperate, broken, and trying to save the only family I had left.
I never expected that stranger to be a billionaire.
Or that one reckless night would bind our lives forever.
Now he's back-powerful, haunted, and dangerous.
He doesn't remember me... but he remembers the theft.
I work in his hotel.
He signs my paychecks.
And the secret I've carried for six years could destroy us both.
He wants answers. I want redemption.
But when desire burns hotter than guilt, and the past refuses to stay buried, loving him might cost me everything, including the truth he deserves.
8.4
I died on a filthy bed in a back-alley clinic.
I willingly sacrificed my own corneas so the Mafia man I loved could see the light of day again.
But my soul was forced to stay behind, watching another woman claim my sacrifice as her own.
Dante reclaimed his throne as the Mafia boss. Believing the lie that I had abandoned him, he unleashed his vengeance upon my family.
"Where the hell is she hiding?"
He shattered my brother's hands and drove my mother to her death. He absolutely refused to believe the fact that I was already dead, convinced instead that I was just cowering from his wrath.
It wasn't until my medical records were thrown right in his face that Dante finally realized whose eyes he was using to look at the world.
The truth drove him completely insane.
He burned the whole world down just to beg for my forgiveness.
"Gianna, please wait for me!"