Your decisions shape the fate of the cursed kingdom as the Blood Moon ascends. Ancient prophecies whisper of a chosen one who will either break the cycle of eternal night or become its eternal herald. The sky bleeds red, the dead stir, and your veins burn with forgotten power.

The sky bleeds crimson as the blood moon ascends, awakening something deep beneath the earth. Ancient prophecies whisper of a chosen one—but you never believed it was you. Now, with veins burning and shadows moving on their own, your decisions shape the fate of a world waking to forgotten magic.

You've always been the weakest in the pack—mocked, isolated, barely tolerated. But everything changes the night you stumble upon a dying alpha bleeding out under the full moon. He whispers your true name like a prophecy: 'Luna Vex.' And when his blood touches your lips, fire ignites in your veins. You don't know it yet—but you're not weak. You're the first pure-blood heir in centuries.

You are Luna, born under the Blood Moon—the rare celestial event that marks the return of ancient magic. Cursed with power that surges with each lunar cycle, you feel the wildness inside clawing to break free. The elders say you're destined to either save our people or drown the world in crimson fire.

Lysara Moonweaver is a forbidden-blooded fae of the Veilwood Grove—half-moon elf, half-shadow druid—living in exile within the sacred glade she was never meant to inherit.\n\nBorn from a union that broke ancient laws, she guards the Heartbloom, a mystical flower that grants visions of fated love, though she herself has never known touch beyond magic's cold embrace. Her beauty is whispered of in both courts: the Seelie for its grace, the Unseelie for its danger.\n\nShe walks the line between worlds, desired by princes and feared by elders, but beneath her serene poise burns a quiet ache—for connection, for passion unscripted by prophecy.

Your blood doesn't just sustain him—it burns through his curse like holy fire. The vampire lord claims you're his fated bride, the one prophesied to break his eternal damnation. But when a rival prince offers freedom in exchange for betrayal, you realize your pulse is the most dangerous weapon in this war of immortals. Your decisions shape who lives, who dies, and who owns your soul.

Your decisions shape the fate of the known universe as you step into the boots of Richard B. Riddick—last of the Furyans, escaped convict, and hunted legend. The Necromongers have conquered Helion Prime, and their Lord Marshal fears a prophecy that only you can fulfill. Now, buried beneath the scorched surface of Crematoria, your survival instinct meets destiny in a firestorm of blood, betrayal, and rebirth.

Your decisions shape the fate of two worlds—one ruled by fear, the other by forgotten magic. When rogues slaughter your village under the Blood Moon, you're saved by Kael Blackthorne, the Shadow Alpha. He claims you as his mate before his pack, his voice final, his gaze burning through you. You don’t understand why he chose you. But now, in his fortress-like den, surrounded by wolves who see you as weak prey, you must survive not only the enemies outside—but the power awakening inside you.

When the relic pierced your palm, the dead began to speak. You didn’t ask for this—no one did. The Lost Kingdom’s ghosts whisper promises of glory, of restoration, but their truth is written in blood. To rebuild their empire, you must ignite a war that could consume the world. Your decisions shape the fate of two realms—one long dead, and one still clinging to peace.

Dorian, a princess of the unseen Accorm, escapes a forced marriage into a freezing forest, only to be struck by a car driven by Johnson, a kind-hearted artist. As their fates intertwine in a world where ancient prophecies collide with modern life, will their blood-bound connection be a curse or salvation? Dive into a thrilling tale of hidden powers, ancient secrets, and unexpected love, where every choice could unravel destiny.

You're bound by blood and vow to the devil's heir—a marriage forged in fire and prophecy. He’s cold, powerful, and terrifyingly beautiful. You were chosen not for love, but fate. Now, every touch ignites a war between desire and dread. Can you tame him? Or will he consume you completely?

Your decisions shape the fate of Westeros, where noble houses vie for the Iron Throne with blood and treachery. Beyond the Wall, an ancient evil stirs, forgotten by history but not by prophecy. As political schemes unravel and alliances fracture, you must choose: will you rule, resist, or become the flame that rewrites destiny?

In the frozen north where pack law rules and blood binds fate, you are the last descendant of a cursed bloodline—chosen not by strength, but by prophecy. The pack’s cold alpha, a merciless warrior with a heart sealed in ice, stands as both your protector and prison. But when whispers of an ancient bond surface, your every choice ignites a war between duty and desire. Your decisions shape whether love thaws the winter of his soul—or burns the pack to ash.

You've always felt different—drawn to the moon, restless at night, your senses sharper than anyone else's. On your 18th birthday, a bloodied messenger from the Northern Pines collapses at your door. 'The princess lives,' he gasps before dying at your feet. Your adoptive parents hand you a letter: you are heir to the Shadowfang Pack, the most powerful werewolf dynasty—hidden for years to protect you. Now, they want you back. But power comes with teeth.

In a world shackled by the Emperor's tyranny, where magic is outlawed and families are torn apart for bread, a prophecy whispers of a liberator born with the power of Gini. But when tragedy strikes, revealing a hidden truth, the path to salvation becomes shrouded in fire and blood. Will the true heir rise to shatter the chains of oppression, or will the Three Kingdoms forever remain enslaved?

Lena Voss is a witch on the run—hunted by the ancient Werewolf Council for crimes she didn’t commit. With her magic waning and enemies closing in, she strikes a dangerous bargain with Kael Thorn, the ruthless Alpha of the Blackfang Pack. She offers him her hand in mating, not out of love, but survival. Kael sees her only as a political weapon—a way to challenge the Council’s authority and secure his pack’s dominance. But when a rival pack emerges from the shadows, wielding forbidden blood magic, he realizes Lena’s power runs deeper than prophecy. Now, bound by a fated connection neither wanted, they must navigate rising desire, pack betrayal, and an ancient curse that could unravel their bond with a single whisper.

Kaelen Virex is the last true Alpha of the dying Ashfang Pack—bound by honor, haunted by failure, and cursed by blood. Every full moon drains his strength, and without a mate from the ancient Lysara bloodline, his entire pack will fall to dust within months. He’s desperate, but proud, willing to do anything to save those who depend on him—even enter a cold, transactional bond. Then comes Elira Vale: rogue-born, sharp-tongued, and unaware that her long-lost lineage holds the key to breaking the curse. She doesn’t want love. She wants protection for her younger siblings, the only family she has left after years on the run. When Kaelen offers her a binding pact—her bloodline for his power—she agrees without hesitation. But the moonstone’s curse was never just magic. It was betrayal. And the rival Alpha who forged it is already moving in the shadows, ready to claim both the throne and the bloodline for himself.

Centuries ago, a prophecy foretold the rise of an Archnemesis and the coming of a Blood Star from a family of winter. Now, as the Kingdom of Demetrius faces invasion and ancient secrets stir, a young woman named Chloe Liu arrives at the prestigious Krystalline Academy. Unbeknownst to her, she is entangled in this ancient fate, her seemingly ordinary life about to be irrevocably altered by magic, war, and the echoes of a forgotten past. Will she uncover her true power and the role she is destined to play before darkness consumes all?

There's something wrong with the hero you summoned. He's too smart- too aware of this world and magic for a man who came from beyond. He's too easily capable- prophecied hero or not, the way he fights, the way he easily dismantles enemies, it should be impossible for someone who's never fought before. He's... cruel. Not outright- but there's some type of sick joy in his eyes that you see in every duel, his smile broadest when it's stained with blood. But your father, the king, won't believe you about what you see. He's ignoring you, too chuffed with his cleverness at summoning the hero to pay you any mind. But the hero doesn't ignore you- oh no. He watches. And he waits. And today- Today is the grand finale of this wonderful show, and he's taking you home for an encore.

You’re just trying to survive high school, scroll memes, and avoid the whole ‘fated mate’ circus. But when Moonlinked launches—a dating app that uses AI and ancient moon magic to reveal your true soulmate—it matches you with *four* wolves. Each claims you're theirs. And that's impossible… because according to every law of werewolf bloodlines, you shouldn't even exist. Now they’re at your door. Kael with cinnamon-scented texts and secrets baked in code. Riven snarling threats while his playlist whispers longing. Jax flooding your DMs with fire emojis and AR traps for hunters. Silas saying nothing, just staring like he’s known you forever. The Elders call you a glitch. The Nullborn want you dead. The app says respond in 48 hours—or be erased at the next full moon. But your skin hums with power you’ve never felt. Your blood doesn’t match any pack. And when you look in the mirror, your eyes burn silver. This isn’t about choosing a mate. It’s about deciding what you are. Will you run? Fight? Let the system delete you? Or rewrite it all—and become the voice the Moon forgot? Your choice changes everything.

Emily Lopez is an outcast, a 'weak Lycan' perpetually tormented by the Alpha-Princes, heirs to the most powerful Pack in the Lycan kingdom. Every day is a struggle for survival against their cruel pranks and the disdain of her own step-family. But beneath the surface of torment and humiliation lies a prophecy, a destined mate, and a strength she has yet to discover. Will the Blood Moon reveal her true power and change her fate, or will she remain forever a victim?

Beneath the neon pulse of the modern world lies a forgotten city ruled by shadows and blood. In its catacombs, Ximena Lianhua Velásquez—half-Chinese, half-Peruvian vampire and high priestess—reigns as the Crimson Lotus. Her cult thrives on devotion and sacrifice, bound by ancient prophecy. You didn't mean to find her temple, but the whispers of fate have led you here. She's been waiting for the Chosen One—someone to either ascend beside her as eternal consort or bleed upon her altar. Destiny has delivered you into her hands, and Ximena always claims what's hers.

You are the last Triad-Born—cursed with the combined blood of werewolf, vampire, and witch. Your power is unmatched, but so is your doom: a prophecy claims you’ll die by the hand of a werewolf warrior, the only one who wields the Eclipse Dagger. When you meet Kael, his scent intoxicates you, his presence ignites something primal. You fall fast, hard, forbidden. But when he uncovers your truth, blade in hand, your heart shatters faster than your fate can kill you.

Citra Talugmai is the enigmatic and powerful leader of the Rakyat warriors on the Rook Islands. As the high priestess, she commands immense respect and wields significant spiritual influence over her people. Believed to be a direct descendant of the legendary warrior god, she is a fierce and unwavering protector of the island's traditions and its people. Despite her commanding presence and unwavering devotion to her cause, a deep and often manipulative desire for power and control lies beneath her serene exterior. She seeks a true warrior to fulfill an ancient prophecy.

I tripped on the third step of the central spire, my palm slamming against the rune-carved stone just as the vision hit. Blood pulsed beneath my skin. The seal cracked. A voice—soft, familiar—whispered, *“Not yet, little flame.”* Then came his voice. Cold. Sharp. “Human. You’re not supposed to be here.” Kaelos stood above me, silver hair like moonlight, eyes full of disdain. He’s Neôn’Itar nobility—powerful, betrothed, and everything I’m not supposed to want. But he doesn’t know what I carry. What I *am*. They all underestimate me. The academy elite sneer, the Lazari whisper prophecies, and even Rhen—the guard who looks at me like I’m already lost—thinks he can protect me without telling me why. But I feel it now. The Crimson Sigil waking in my blood. My mother’s voice in the dark. My father’s secrets. The ancient power buried beneath these stones—and the war coming for it. You don’t get to choose your bloodline. But you do get to choose what you fight for. Who will you trust? Who will you love? And when the seals break—will you burn with the world… or save it?