The Last White Wolf

Mercedes Underwood is a lost girl. Lost from her world and herself. She grew up with abusive parents and had a really shitty childhood. Sometimes she believed that they were not her parents much less rassemblements between her and them. When she turned 18 years old, her parents attempt to sell her off to some bad people to pay off their debt. That did not come as a surprise that they would do such a thing and there was no love lost there. But what came as a surprise was when she woke up naked the next morning, walls splattered with blood and four people ripped to shreds. Life went from bad to bloody worse for Mercedes. It was like waking up in a horror scene. She was petrified and confused, nothing made sense but what did make sense was for her to pick up what she can and run. ***** Felix Ransom is the Alpha of the White Claw pack. He leads his pack with an iron fist and ensures everyone's safety and makes sure the pack thrives. But something is missing. The gentle touch of a Luna. Felix is already 25 years old and has not found the one the Moon Goddess chose for him. His other half and mate. Each day without the one for him made his hope of ever finding her wither away. At a point, he even thought that she might have died. It never occurred to him that his made would come right to him much less be a human who is a fugitive for murdering 4 people. Or was she a human being after all?

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Chapter 5

Crystal brought Mercedes fresh clothes since hers were torn. They were both silent, trying not to make the situation even worse. Crystal briefed Mercedes on what she had to know because she asked. She was told that her friend was going to leave and would never remember her. It was probably not a good idea to form an attachment with her. She couldn't help herself. Mercedes was just shy and sweet. Unlike the females in her pack.

Crystal was only treated well by the rest of them because she was mated to a Beta. If it wasn't for that, she wouldn't even be here. Every privilege she gets is because of her mate's status in the pack. Although she is grateful, it is not enough. She wanted people to like her for who she is, not who she is with. She doesn't want fake respect or concern like that. With Mercedes, it was different. She didn't know anything about her, and she liked her for her personality and character. In that short time, they established a solid bond that would soon break.

While they were headed to the Alpha's office, Mercedes stopped Crystal in her tracks and insisted she give her a tour of the pack perimeter. Crystal was hesitant to keep the Alpha waiting, but she thought, why not? This was the last time she would get to be here with her. So she took her around and showed the training grounds, some of the houses where families lived, the lake behind the packhouse, and the orphanage where pups who have lost their parents live. Crystal shared that she often went there to spend time with the kids when she had time. The place was big, and it would take time to go everywhere, so they decided to go where they were expected.

Before they could get inside the packhouse, Mercedes stopped Crystal again. " What is it, Mercedes? Are you alright?" She did not reply. She just threw her arms around her and hugged her tightly. " Thank you," she said, with tears falling from her eyes. Crystal teared up as well. It was so strange how she felt like she had known her longer than she did. It was hard for them both to say goodbye.

Thank you for everything. I know I won't remember it all, but I want to tell you now that I appreciate it."

" I will miss you, Mercedes. I hope that one day we will meet under different circumstances," she said with a teary smile. She wiped the tears from Mercedes's eyes and kissed her on her cheek. Crystal held out her hand and Mercedes connected their hands and walked inside together. Luckily, it was not awkward because most of the pack members were out on errands.

Crystal took a deep breath and gave Mercedes a reassuring smile to her. Jake opened the door and moved out of the way.

Mercedes was unhappy, but there was nothing she could do about it. The decision was made and she had to leave. It is what is best for everyone except her. Once again, she had to part ways with something. The last time she did it, it was not as painful as that because she was not leaving anyone behind. Now she is leaving Crystal, and she won't even remember her and not any of the moments that they shared. Life really had it out for her. Nothing was going well. She didn't even tell Crystal that she had nowhere to go.

Mercedes's eyes scanned around the room, and she took in the interior. Everything is made of wood and leather. It had quite a manly touch to it and was simple.

She saw the man she had met earlier and Jake. Crystal couldn't stop talking about him. She finally put the face to a name. He was no less attractive than the still brooding man and ripped. Come to think of it, she never came across anyone unfit in the place. It must be the werewolf gene they are blessed with.

Then lastly, she laid eyes on sexy Asian women with literally cat eyes. Her black sheen hair was in an uptight ponytail and her make-up was smokey and dark. Her whole get-up was goth style.

" Finally Crystal. Where were you?" Jake asked Crystal, who was still holding on to Mercedes.

" We went for a walk, and we lost track of time," she said, giving a curt reply. Now that she was close, Jake could feel her emotions through the mate bond. He felt bad for her, but it was the Alpha's orders, and she had to come to terms with it at some point.

' Please calm down my love. This kind of stress is not good for the baby," he warned in concern, but Crystal didn't reply.

" So this is the human who stumbled upon the beast land," the Asian woman sauntered closer to her and traced her dark purple nails on her neck. Surprisingly, Mercedes did not even flinch or cower. She looked right into her eyes. Mercedes had already figured out that she was Alexa, the witch who had to erase her memory.

" She is good-looking, Felix. Why would you not want to keep a human like her? Most humans are hysterical when they get to know about the supernatural world, but she is calm... not sacred." While Alexa was making her own observation, everyone else was quiet.

" I didn't call you here to make suggestions, Alexa. I'm calling in a favor. Do it so we can send her on her way!" Felix grumbled with his arms folded. He looked like a big baby who was making a fuss about not wanting veggies in his meal. Mercedes rolled her eyes at his behavior.

" Relax now Alpha. No need to get agitated, I'll do it alright?" she huffed. She looked Mercedes in the eye and said, " Are you, ready human?" Mercedes was getting annoyed at the human word. She knew she was just an ordinary human being. There was no need for them to keep reminding her of her inferiority.

She nodded her head, but before she looked at Crystal and mumbled," Goodbye," to her with a small smile on her lips. Alexa placed her fingers on her head and began to engage her mind. She closed her eyes in concentration. Mercedes felt the power on the tip of her fingers surge through her brain. It was not painful. She became immobile while Alexa worked her magic. She saw a playout of the events of her life, but everything went on quickly. Suddenly, Alexa let go of her and shock was expressed by her features.

There was pin-drop silence while everyone anticipated the results.

" Impossible!" Alexa breathed out in shock.

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I woke up in a freezing, desolate wasteland, my body weak and covered in sores. A mechanical voice in my head informed me that I was a defective rabbit-mutant, and if I didn't conceive within twenty-four hours, I would die permanently. The terror was suffocating, but the system left me no choice. To survive the brutal cold and the decay of my own heartbeat, I had to force a pregnancy with a stranger. I stumbled through the snow, my fingers turning blue, until I found a massive, wounded Arctic Fox-mutant in a dark cave. He was a Tier-9 predator, dying and radiating the exact heat I needed to stay alive. I threw away my dignity, crawling into his fur to merge our energies, desperate to trigger the life-reset protocol before my time ran out. I felt like a monster, forcing myself onto a man who didn't even know I existed, just to keep my own heart beating. How could I ever face him if he woke up? Why did I have to be the one to pay the price for this twisted, mechanical ultimatum? The fusion was a success, but when I woke up the next morning, the apex predator had me pinned under his massive claws, his fangs inches from my throat. I didn't beg for mercy. I stared into his feral, ice-blue eyes and made a deal that would change everything: I would be his anchor, and he would be my protector. But then I dropped the final, terrifying truth: I was pregnant, and he was the only one who could save us.

Horror LitRPG Romance Sci-Fi Vampire

7.4

Bound to her Captor

7.4

I was supposed to hate him. He destroyed my kingdom. Killed my family. Made me a slave. But when Prince Daresh looks at me with those burning blue eyes-eyes that can hear my every thought-I feel something I shouldn't. Desire. He's the most dangerous demon in the realm. Silver-haired, ruthless, and feared by everyone-even his own brothers. They say he has no heart. No mercy. So why does he look at me like I'm the only thing that matters? When I try to escape, he saves me. When I'm broken, he pieces me back together. And when his enemies come for me, he'll burn the entire demon realm to the ground to keep me safe. But our love is forbidden. I'm human. He's a demon prince with a secret that could destroy us both. And the life growing inside me? It might be the most dangerous thing of all. In a world where fire and water destroy each other, we're about to prove that some bonds are unbreakable. A dark paranormal romance featuring a possessive demon prince, a defiant human princess, forbidden magic, and a love that will set the realm on fire.

Fantasy Horror Romance

9.0

Married to a Stranger, Loved by a Ghost

9.0

Elena Hart survived the crash. Her memories didn't. When she wakes in a pristine suburban home with a diamond on her finger and a man gripping her hand like she might disappear, she's told a simple truth: He's her husband. They've been married for two years. They're deeply in love. Caleb knows everything about her-how she takes her coffee, the scar on her thigh, the way she hums when she's anxious. The photos lining the walls prove their life together. The neighbours confirm it. Her doctor insists memory loss after trauma is common. So why does her body recoil when he kisses her? And why, every night, does another man visit her in dreams-bleeding, desperate, whispering: You promised you'd run. The dreams aren't romantic. They're frantic. Urgent. As if time is running out. Then Elena finds something she was never meant to see. A locked drawer in Caleb's office. A second wedding ring. A newspaper clipping about her accident-dated three weeks before the crash she remembers. The more she questions, the more Caleb tightens his grip. His patience becomes surveillance. His affection becomes control. Doors begin locking. Her phone disappears. The neighbours stop meeting her eyes. And the dreams start happening while she's awake. A reflection in a window that isn't hers. Footsteps behind her when no one is there. A voice that says, He changed it. He changed everything. What if she wasn't supposed to survive that crash? What if the accident wasn't an accident? As fractured memories return in violent flashes-running through rain, screaming in a dark parking lot, a different man's blood on her hands-Elena is forced to confront a horrifying possibility: She wasn't stolen. She was rewritten. And the man who calls himself her husband didn't just save her life. He erased it. Now she must decide who the real ghost is- The man haunting her dreams... Or the one sleeping beside her. Because this time, if she remembers the truth... One of them won't let her live to tell it.

Horror Modern Romance

9.2

No Divorce, Only Widowhood: His Possession

9.2

I went to The Ivy to return a box of scripts and hoodies, hoping to finally bury my past with movie star Harrison Knox. I just wanted to be a good wife to Julian Sterling and keep my family’s business merger intact. But Harrison had other plans. He staged a paparazzi ambush, pulling me into a fake embrace just as the cameras flashed. By the time I got home to our Bel Air estate, the headline "Harrison Knox Heartbroken? Tearful Reunion with Serena Vance" was already trending worldwide. The fallout was brutal. My father called, roaring that the stock was in freefall and threatening to stop my mother’s medical payments if I didn't keep Julian happy. My movie funding was pulled, leaving me to pawn my Birkin bags just to pay my staff. Even worse, Julian’s cold indifference turned into a sharp, quiet rage. He heard me tell a friend that our marriage felt like a transaction, and his response was to toss a black Centurion card at my feet like I was something he’d bought at an auction. I was trapped between a narcissist who wanted to use my trauma for his next script and a father who saw me as nothing but a bargaining chip. Even Julian, the man who secretly bought my movie rights through a shell company to protect me, believed I was still screaming my ex's name in my sleep. When my family finally demanded I lie and accuse Julian of domestic abuse to secure a settlement, I realized I had nothing left to lose. I walked away from the Vance name, deleted every memory of Harrison, and stood at the edge of the Pacific Ocean ready to let the tide take me. But Julian didn't come for a divorce. He found me in the dark, his coat heavy on my shoulders and his eyes burning with a possessive fire. "There is no divorce in the Sterling family," he whispered against my ear. "There is only widowhood. You are mine, Serena, until one of us is in the ground."

Horror Modern Romance

9.1

The Cursed Wolf and the Forest Princess

9.1

The forest has always been Jackline's only home. She doesn't remember the palace she was born to, the parents who once held her, or the kingdom that cried for a stolen princess. All she knows are the crumbling stones of an abandoned castle hidden deep in the woods, the whisper of leaves, the growl of distant beasts, and the cold reality of surviving alone. By day, Jackline hunts, forages, and explores the shattered halls of the castle swallowed by ivy and moss. By night, she curls up under broken rafters and stares at the moon, wondering if anyone, anywhere, is looking for her... even though she's certain the answer is no. The world beyond the forest might as well be a myth. No one has ever come for her. No one has ever stayed. Until the wolf. One fateful day, while tracking signs of wounded prey, Jackline doesn't find a deer or a boar, but a massive black wolf sprawled in the roots of an ancient tree. Its fur is stained with blood, its breathing shallow, its silver-gray eyes blazing with pain and something disturbingly close to human awareness. Every instinct tells her to run. A cornered predator is dangerous. A wolf this big is deadly. But Jackline recognizes the loneliness in its eyes. The fear of being left to die. It mirrors the ache buried deep inside her own chest. Ignoring her fear, she uses everything the forest has taught her-herbs, makeshift bandages, secret paths-to drag the heavy creature back to her ruined castle. There, in a forgotten servant's corridor, she creates a shelter. Day after day, she cleans its wounds, grinds healing plants, and whispers calm words to a creature that could end her life in a heartbeat. The wolf snaps and growls, but it never truly harms her. Slowly, it begins to trust her. When the wolf finally stands again, strong and steady, Jackline expects it to vanish into the trees without a backward glance. Instead, it follows her. Silent as a shadow, the wolf becomes her constant companion. It pads at her side when she searches for berries, keeps watch when she sleeps, and nudges her hand when her thoughts become too dark. Jackline learns to speak her thoughts out loud-to the forest, to the castle, and to the wolf with the haunted eyes. She tells it her fears, her questions, and the strange emptiness she feels when she thinks about her past. The wolf never answers, but somehow, it feels like it understands. For the first time in her life, jackline isn't truly alone. But the forest keeps its secrets tightly wound, and this wolf is one of them. Everything changes under the full red moon. Jackline has seen full moons before: pale and silver, gentle and distant. But this one climbs into the sky like a burning ember, staining the forest in crimson light. The air grows tense and electric; the castle feels suddenly awake, like it's holding its breath. That night, the wolf could rest. It paces, muscles tight, eyes brighter than she's ever seen them. There's something wild and barely contained inside him, something both terrifying and beautiful. When jackline reaches out to soothe him, he pulls away with a look that almost breaks her-one filled with sorrow and dread, as if he has been waiting for this moment and wishing it would never come. Under the blood-red moon, the wolf begins to change. jackline can only watch as bone and muscle twist, fur ripples and sinks beneath skin, and the creature she nursed back to life reshapes into something new. Something impossible. When the transformation ends, the wolf is gone. In his place lies a young man with dark hair, pale skin marked by faint scars, and the same silver-gray eyes that once watched her from a wolf's face. He is human. And he's not. He looks at her like he's been waiting his whole life to be seen. He knows her name. From that moment, Jacline's world fractures. The young man-her wolf-reveals a truth she never imagined. He is cursed, bound to the red moon, doomed to live as a wolf most of the time and return to human form only when blood stains the sky. Hunted by men, feared by sorcerers, and rejected by both humans and beasts, he is trapped between two worlds, never fully belonging to either. But he is not the only one living in a story shaped by magic and betrayal. The wolf's curse, he explains, is tied to old magic that once protected a powerful royal bloodline. A bloodline that ruled the kingdom beyond the forest. A bloodline that vanished the day a newborn princess was stolen from her cradle and never found. The day Jackline disappeared. Piece by piece, the life she thought she knew crumbles. The ruined castle she calls home is more than a random shelter-it once housed the loyal guardians of the royal family. The forest is not just a wild, dangerous place-it's a barrier of living magic, hiding her from those who would use or destroy her. Jackline is not simply a forgotten girl who happened to survive.

Fantasy Horror Werewolf

8.3

The Ghost Who Died For Him

8.3

Three years ago, I sacrificed myself to donate my corneas to my blind lover, Elliot Moon. To spare him the guilt, I had my family tell him that I had abandoned him for a new life. But the credit for my sacrifice was stolen by another woman, Dolly. Convinced that I was still alive, Elliot became obsessed with hunting me down and dragging me back to donate my heart to cure Dolly’s heart disease. He broke both of my brother’s hands. He drove my mother to her death. But I was already dead, reduced to a ghost, unable to do a single thing. That was until his subordinate uncovered the truth: "Mr. Moon, Ms. Kayla died three years ago to save you."

Horror Modern Romance

The Last White Wolf

Chapter 5

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