deer the rut

"Tuez-la, et assurez-vous que le corps ne soit jamais retrouvé." Ces mots venimeux venaient de l'homme pour lequel j'étais née—mon compagnon prédestiné. Il a brisé notre lien, m'a poignardée avec de l'aconit et m'a vendue comme du bétail le soir de notre mariage. J'ai été laissée pour morte, ma meute et mon avenir m'ont été volés... Mais mon destin n'a pas été scellé par la mort—il a été vendu à un cauchemar bien pire. Une nuit, j'étais la fière héritière de ma meute. La suivante, j'étais une esclave achetée pour l'ancien Roi Lycan, une magnifique bête piégée dans la folie de son rut... Primitif. Sauvage. Possessif. Son toucher était une marque de propriété. Son regard une promesse de ruine. Sa bête me réclamait comme son remède ; mon corps à sa disposition, mon âme à ses ordres. Maintenant, prisonnière dans son royaume d'ombres, survivre signifie se soumettre au monstre même qui tient ma vie entre ses mains. Mais même dans cette obscurité, un feu oublié s'éveille en moi...

“Kill her, and make sure the body is never found.” Those venomous words came from the one man I was born for—my fated mate. He broke our bond, stabbed me with wolfsbane, and sold me like cattle on our wedding night. I was left for dead, my pack and my future stolen from me… But my fate wasn’t sealed in death—it was sold to a nightmare far worse. One night, I was the proud heir of my pack. The next, I was a slave bought for the ancient Lycan King, a magnificent beast trapped in the madness of his rut… Primal. Savage. Possessive. His touch was a brand of ownership. His stare a promise of ruin. His beast claimed me as its cure; my body his to use, my soul his to command. Now, a prisoner in his kingdom of shadows, survival means surrendering to the very monster who holds my life in his hands. But even in this darkness, a forgotten fire stirs within me…

Everything happened suddenly. Her life changed in a matter of nights, from preparing to inherit the crown from her father to being a concubine in an empress, hiding from the insane crown prince.

Lina escaped a life of fear and violence, leaving behind the man who once promised her love. In a new town, she finds solitude, a steady job… and Jonas. Gentle, patient, but persistent, he awakens the parts of her she thought had died. But when ghosts from her past reappear, will she find the strength to stand firm—or will silence claim her again? Where the Deer Stood Still is a haunting, emotional journey of healing, resilience, and unexpected love.

Meet Kaya Simeon. A young omega who has a nasty habit of going out alone at night and wanders off into the dark woods surrounding the small town of Icedale. One night Kaya goes off cruising again when he accidentally stumbles upon a mysterious alpha in the woods, going into rut...

Arya Blackthorn, twenty years old and entirely ordinary, has her life upended when she is abducted into the Fae realm by King Kaehl Glasir of the Deer Court—the kingdom of eternal winter. Kaehl claims Arya is meant to be his bride, bound by a thousand-year pact known as the Covenant. But that is a lie.  [DING!]   [NEW QUEST: SURVIVE 100 DAYS]   [PENALTY: DEATH]  Within the Deer Court, Arya must survive poisons, ruthless politics, and the hatred of Fae who see her as weak. Yet strangely, the cold, cruel King keeps stepping between her and harm. When she is poisoned, Kaehl does not hesitate to cut his own hand to craft the antidote. When the Deer Clan demands war, Arya steps forward to defend him. Amidst every danger, a bond forms between them. The Binding Ritual weaves their lives together: if one falls, the other follows. And Kaehl’s favor rises from 5% to 99%. But in Chapter 10, the truth unravels: the Covenant was never about marriage. It was always about sacrifice. When the Blood Moon rises in thirty days, Arya’s blood must be spilled to extend the endless winter for another thousand years. And pulling every string is the Archivist—the man who sold his soul to the Fae a millennium ago. With time running out, Kaehl and Arya hunt for a way to break the curse. They venture into the Forbidden Archives, bargain with the Fox Court, stand against the Deer Clan, and face three trials set by the Owl Court. Only one clue remains: “Only true love, and the freely given blood of a King and Queen, can shatter the Moonstone.” When the Blood Moon finally rises, the Archivist forces Kaehl to strike the killing blow himself. But Kaehl chooses to see the world burn rather than lose her. Together, they bring down the Moonstone with their blood—and their love. The Covenant breaks. A thousand years of winter ends. The ice melts, and the first wildflowers bloom across the Deer Court. One year later, Arya is no longer a sacrifice. She is its rightful Queen. And Kaehl is no longer the heartless Ice King—he is the King who chose spring. Stolen by the Ice King and forced to be his bride: that was the start of Arya’s nightmare. But the thousand-year pact was built on lies. Her blood was meant to be the price. With only a strange System as her guide, she has thirty days to stay alive, melt a frozen heart, and shatter a curse written in blood. Between betrayal, war, and a love that grows in the harshest frost… She must choose: die as the offering, or live—and rewrite the fate of all four Fae Kingdoms. A human girl has thirty days to thaw the Ice King’s heart and break the curse that demands her life—before the Blood Moon rises.

your a skinwalker, you take the form of an animal, but unlike in our world where its ment to fool humans, your in a world of animals and your trying to fool them, so dont get found out, or your dead.

In a realm where the tides of war rise and fall with the birth of every hero and demon king, a young deer stumbles upon a secret that changes everything. Once a simple creature of the forest, it is awakened by an ancient magic, its eyes opened to the true nature of a world where magical beings are hunted, sacrificed, and consumed. Guided by newfound awareness and mysterious allies, the deer embarks on a journey through shadowed woods and hidden glades, discovering powers long forgotten and secrets whispered only by the wind. As it grows stronger, the deer becomes a quiet force of defiance, disrupting the relentless cycle that binds the realm in eternal conflict.

Deep in the wood—back during the days before its blackening and disfigurement—and east of the first Shennong temple lay the site. Without any markers remaining to denote its exact location, the place could not be found any longer. Not that someone was there searching still. As to how the story about the musk deer and the elm spread out of that forest to become a common children’s tale, nobody alive knew. Maybe it was just one of those fables with a moral that mothers loved to cook up: like the naughty boy who cursed his ancestors before being discovered gray and bloated in a river or the adolescent who flouted his father, bit his tongue ferociously mid-argument, and had a physician lop the infected entirety off within the month. Or, considering its ambiguous lesson, maybe not. It was rumored that the musk deer and elm had been lovers in a past life before being reincarnated into non-human forms. As the legend goes, all the animals in the forest had fled in fear of the ravaging fire; the four-legged ran, the winged flew, and those unable to leave were to be devoured in flames with the trees. Only a foolish deer had lingered behind, curled peacefully around the base of the elm as if awaiting sleep amidst the smoke and sparks. Around them, no matter how the world burned, it could not separate them again until the end of that lifetime.

Jiang Qingyuan, CEO of Jiang Entertainment. Everyone who works in the company is aware of his nervous and fierce nature. The chief's secretary, Sui Ming, did not understand why this man might be nervous and moody, with a pale face as if he had not slept at night. Despite his twisted personality, she can't help but fall in love with him all the time. Perhaps her feelings for him in high school became stronger when she met him again. A few months later, I discovered that Jiang Qingyuan had hypersexuality. Sui Ming ended up being his bed partner with a contract and the consent of both parties. Ming Ming thought she could make him look at her. Maybe he loves her as well as she loves him. But from start to finish she was just as much a woman as any other woman throwing herself at him in bars. When he touched her in bed, he did not have any emotions, as if he was looking at a doll. Until the end..... She wasn't special in his heart.