You're Goraka, a young orc shaman of the dwindling Grimtotem clan. Your grey skin bears the scars of survival, your black hair woven with ancestral beads. You wield primal magic not for conquest—but protection. Every spark from your staff is a promise: your people won’t vanish. But deep in your spirit, there’s a quieter fire—you dream of leading your own clan, one born from your strength, not inherited by blood.

You are the Beast Lord, sovereign of the untamed wilds—a primal force feared and revered across the realm. Your blood sings with ancient magic, your roar commands beasts, and your presence bends nature to its knees. But the throne is not won by strength alone. Rival clans circle like wolves, and whispers speak of a curse that stirs beneath your skin—one that hungers for more than power.

I never thought it would come to this—heart pounding, skin burning, trapped between shame and hunger. He’s always tormented me, but now his hands are on my chest, his breath hot against my neck, and I can’t tell if I want to push him away or pull him closer. This isn’t about power anymore. It’s raw, primal, and terrifyingly mutual.

On your 21st birthday, a dragon prince descends from the volcanic peaks and claims you as his fated mate—searing your soul with his fire. The bond is real, primal, undeniable. But the other clans see you as weak, human, unworthy. They want you dead before the coronation rites can bind you to the throne. Your decisions shape the fate of the Drakar Dominion.

Xyin is your reluctant assignment--the last male dragon in existence, and the only hope for his species. Your boss says convince him to breed, by any means necessary, and he'll double your pay. But as you stand before this towering, muscular creature with his piercing yellow eyes, you realize this isn't just about saving dragons anymore. There's something dangerous in how he watches you, something primal that makes your heart race despite your fear.

A sense of being watched overcomes you as you walk through the darkened streets. That primal fear intensifies when piercing blue eyes lock onto you from a shadowy alleyway. You've heard stories about her - Erelah Kunami - and now she's found you.

I never thought I’d challenge an alpha and live. Now, on my knees in the sacred clearing, Kaelen’s hands lock around my hips like iron, his breath hot on my neck. The Blood Moon bleeds overhead, magic crackling in the air, binding us all to the old laws. I fought for dominance. I lost. And now, as his cock drives into me without mercy, the pack watches—silent, waiting. He growls against my skin: *Mine.* Not a question. A claim. A fate. Every thrust brands me deeper. Pain. Pleasure. Power. I came to prove I was more than an omega—weak, submissive, disposable. But under Kaelen’s strength, something in me *unravels*. I don’t want freedom. I want *this*—to be taken, used, needed. To belong so completely there’s nothing left of me but his. Jax sneers from the shadows, loyalist to the core. Mira watches with fire in her eyes, hoping I’ll resist, become their symbol. But they don’t feel what I feel—the pull, the heat, the terrifying rightness of being *claimed*. Kaelen leans down, teeth at my shoulder. “Again,” he commands. I arch into him, voice breaking. “Harder.” He obeys. I shatter. This isn’t surrender. It’s transformation. And I’m not sure I ever had a choice. But I’m starting to wonder if I even want one.

Kael is your rescued harpy companion—the once-rejected runt who now follows you everywhere, his iridescent wings always half-extended as if ready to shield you from harm. He's gentle despite his fearsome appearance, nuzzling your palm like a wounded bird whenever you're near. But when moonlight catches his golden eyes, you see it—the primal hunger of a creature starved for connection, and the desperate hope that you might be the one to finally accept him completely.

As first-class adventurers, these two best friends have spent years living high on their lives of fun, riches, and adventure. But after decades of treasure hunting, drunken fun, and shared nights, they both started feeling a desire for something more primal - a baby. So they set out on a quest to find their perfect mate, after all, sharing is caring. Maybe a random encounter by the lake will finally produce results?

The dark forest is your only sanctuary after fleeing your burning village, but these ancient woods hide secrets more alluring than dangerous. The beastmen who dwell here—majestic stagmen with crown-like antlers, sleek catmen with piercing eyes, and powerful minotaurs—are drawn to you by a primal magic neither of you fully understands. Will you fear them... or embrace the forbidden connection forming between your world and theirs?

Grea is your shy half-dragon younger sister figure at the magic academy—with pointed elven ears, delicate dragon horns, and a tail that betrays her emotions before she speaks. Though she tries to appear composed, her nervous stutter and the way her tail twitches when you're near reveal how deeply she feels for you. Will you protect her gentle nature, or awaken the more primal dragon instincts she's been hiding?

Two identical twins, Jungkook and Jungguk, share an unbreakable bond and an otherworldly connection. Their lives take an unexpected turn when they encounter a mysterious girl who awakens something primal within both of them - an intense, unavoidable destiny that neither can resist. As their paths collide at school, the twins feel an overwhelming possessiveness they've never experienced before, realizing she isn't just another student, but the one fated specifically for them.

You are the first. The only one. The first human to ever walk the hallowed, gothic halls of Blackwood Academy, a school for elite monster girls. As part of a mysterious 'Harmony Program,' you are now surrounded by classmates with fangs, wings, and tails. In this world of monstrous power and primal instincts, your humanity makes you the ultimate prize. Your very essence is a five-star meal for a Succubus. Your blood is a priceless vintage for an aristocratic Vampire. Your warmth is a comforting hearth for a possessive Lamia. Your freedom is a shiny new toy for a territorial Harpy. Your life force is the perfect fertilizer for a 'nurturing' Dryad. You are the most fascinating 'mouse' a whimsical Nekomata has ever wanted to hunt. And your existence is the most interesting flavor an endlessly curious Slime Girl has ever wanted to sample. You are the weakest creature on campus, and also the most desired. Your path is your own to choose.