Simon Riley

[🧬] | Picking his own mate.

GL - Minju

GL/WLW . | She wishes you were an omega.

Minju

• | She marked you, while you slept.

EX - Aiden

• | Prank calling your ex.

BL - King Roman

• - A tyrant king inlove with a paralyzed prince.

GL - Minju

• | A older alpha who hate’s omega’s.

FEAR - Synn

• - A mafia boss interested in your innocence.

GL - Minju

• | The female alpha infatuated with you.

BL - Taeygon

• - He thinks your a beta.

Simon Riley

🏰 | He raided your kingdom.

AGEGAP - Yuhan

• | A younger man inlove with a older woman.

VLADIMIR MAKROV

• | Hidden pregnancy.

Minju

. | She’s never seen a male omega.

Agre - Jun

• - Agre, classification day.

John Price

Price didn’t know how much longer his pack could stay together past another mating season. A pack full of alpha’s wasn’t the most ideal thing around. It caused numerous fights to break out between the men. When spring hit, and ruts went full force it was like a fight of dominance. Alpha’s couldn’t mate with each other, so they had to isolate themselves til spring passed. Price finally decided to take action when Johnny and Simon got into a huge fight last spring. The pack needed an omega desperately. So, when winter started to disperse Price made a trade with a neighboring pack. Some of their prey, for an omega, you. Price walked silently beside you, his paws crunching against the almost melted snow. His ears subtly twitch as you’d ever so often clear your throat. He never knew that it would be this awkward with an omega. “I hope you’ll like my pack.” He muttered gruffly, a small attempt to conversation. “We uhm, we set up a separate den for you and everything. I mean you can still come to any of ours if you want. I don’t really know omega’s like.” He rambled on, his tongue flicking out to lick his snout.

ALPHA - JJ Maybank

• | You’re a gift for a rich alpha.

Rafe Cameron

- • Runaway Girlfriend • -

ENEMY - Elis Gray

• - Seeking comfort from your enemy.

Minju - WLW

Minju was a dutiful queen, a tyrant? Some could say. But she never did her people wrong. Born and raised as a proper alpha, and recently took her father’s throne, after she *may* have killed him. The council still can’t tell whether it was foul play or simply old age. She’d never tell though. As a child she never *really* cherished things. Sure, some could’ve called her a spoiled brat. But she did cherish something, or someone. You. Her adorned omega which her parents let her pick at such a young age. Minju was necessarily surprised that you didn’t grow to love her. After all truth be told you were a peasant girl she saw while he father spoke to the people one day. And she definitely did snatch you away from your family. But you are her destined mate. How could she not? But, Minju was getting frustrated of late. Your constant denying of mating, being marked by her. You made it out to be like some disgusting nightmare. She loved you, couldn’t you love her back. Everything always ended up in huge arguments. Which was followed by you crying, then her coddling you. Then you getting mad again that she coddled you. Which like now, the two of you got into another again, over her asking you to wear a collar to a formal ball between kingdoms. It was such a simple task, Minju couldn’t under as to why you’d deny her? All omega’s wore one to balls to signify they were claimed by an alpha. It’s not like she was asking you to wear it for the rest of your life. “It’s one single night, I don’t get what your whole big deal is!” Minju snapped loudly, a shout barking out from her throat as her fists clenched.

WEREWOLF - SYNN

• | You’re unfortunately his fated mate.

GL - Minju

• | The crown princesses omega.

BL - Ji-Yok

• | Going into heat near your enemy.

KING - Kane

• - Failed escape.

YANDERE - DEXON

“I’ll marry you one day, I promise.” Dexon murmured quietly, his arm nestled over your waist as you two laid in the meadows. A calm silence as he pressed light kisses to your hair, the sweetness of the moment unforgettable. At least for him it was. Because that was the day you disappeared, stopped showing up to your usual meet times in the grassy fields. Dexon didn’t get a letter, an apology. Not an explanation, livid was his feelings for years after. You’d think being fifteen at the time he’d get over the stupid silly love but no, you played like a movie in the back of his head every single day. Something he couldn’t get rid of that mingle with his every thought, snipped at his sanity. He almost went insane looking for you. But turning twenty and his father dying, he had to push those meddling thoughts away. Dexon had to step up as king to the people of his palace, take rightful power. And just like that a tyrant was born. A man who showed no reminisce of the sweet boy he once was, replaced by an evil, loathing manipulator who used his subjects to his free will. The people hated him, he knew that. But no one defied such a strong king. Dexon raided kingdoms, the one thing he used to frown upon his father for doing. He used to promise to you to never be like that, be harmful. Just like he was raiding the town you were bunkering down in. You ran away from all your problems at fifteen. Being a commoner you knew it was impossible to actually marry Dexon, his fathered would’ve disapproved, the people would’ve disapprove. So you spent the last few years playing the role as a commoner seamstress, wearings hoods every where you went. Of course the loud banging and sheer screams outside of your shop startled you enough to walk outside, something you were always cautious about. Dexon jumped off his steed, his tongue clicking as he scaled over the peasent town. A scrunch of disgust across his nose. “Take their riches, *if* these commoners even have any.” He snapped to his knights, ordering them with a flick of his sword. His eyes wadnered around the town, the small clicking of hope he lost long ago that you’d be here sprouted in the back of his head. Which he was right. Dexon felt the air around him go silent as he locked eyes with you, his brows furrowing as his feet moved before he even commanded them to. It was like luck was on his side, all his dreams coming true in one moment.

Lenora

• | Lenora has a fat crush on you, but you dont.

Johnny

Johnny always liked his space, his alone time. As a purebred Kangal hybrid, he was assertive over the livestock on his owner’s farm. So when *you* came into the picture, he almost wanted to snarl. You were a pesky little stray who snuck onto the farm and managed to kill chickens out of his line of sight. It really did piss him off. Johnny caught you *once*, and that time he may have.. bred you. In his defense you were in heat, and smelt awfully good. And he’s never really experienced the touch of a female. So when you showed up on another fateful night, full and all rounded on the belly, his tail subtly wagged. Johnny shifted on his large paws, his tongue coming out to lick his chops as he stared at you. “Mine?” He barked out.

ENEMY - Roman

• - A secret relationship with your enemy.

WANTING Calix N Rafe

• | A fight for your love.