Story By A.R. Damo Chabie
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A.R. Damo Chabie

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I’m A. R. Damo Chabie, I\'m 30, a Nigerian caterer and baker, with a passion for storytelling. Creativity is part of my life both in the kitchen and on the page. I’ve been writing for years and sharing my stories on Facebook and WhatsApp, where I’ve built small but loyal followers. This is my first time publishing on a larger platform, and I’m excited to bring my emotional, twist-filled romance stories to a wider audience. I love writing about love, secrets, and second chances stories that tug at the heart and keep readers turning the pages.
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TWICE MARKED
Updated at Jun 23, 2025, 03:35
I died carrying his pup. Alpha Darius, the mate I trusted, the man I loved, ordered my death to cover his secrets. As I bled on the forest floor, I begged the Moon Goddess for one thing, a second chance. She gave it to me. Now I’m six years in the past, reborn in my younger body. This time, I won’t let Darius find me. I won’t become his pawn. I won’t let him take my life or the life of my child again. But fate has other plans. When I cross paths with Luca, a rogue alpha, feared by everyone but strangely protective of me, I feel a pull I don’t understand. He is not my mate, but my heart tells me he might be my salvation. Darius is hunting me. The past is chasing me. And this time, I won’t run forever. This time, I’ll fight. But can I change my fate without losing the second chance the Moon Goddess gave me? Or will I be twice marked? once by betrayal, and once by love?
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THE ALPHA UNMARKED
Updated at Jun 19, 2025, 11:50
“He broke the bond. She returned unmarked, stronger than fate.” “She was cast out to die. Now she's the prophecy they all fear.” Five years ago, I stood under the full moon, waiting for the mate the Moon Goddess chose for me. But instead of love, I got rejection. Alpha Cian Drevan turned his back on me in front of the Council. He said I was weak, unworthy. To protect his crown, he shattered me. I ran. I almost died. But the Moon wasn’t done with me. I was saved by a rogue(Torren Vale), a man with eyes like storms and scars like mine. He was there for me, took me in, cared for me and my son, Luka Now the Council is hunting us. They say Luka is dangerous. That he carries a power they tried to erase long ago. But I won’t let them take him. I’ve kept quiet long enough. They thought I’d stay broken. They were wrong. Because I’ve changed. I’m not just a healer. I’m not just a mother. I’m something more. Something ancient. And if the Council wants a fight, they’re going to get one. Even if it means facing Cian again. Even if it means choosing between the mate who broke me and the rogue who helped me rise. The Moon marked me once. This time, I mark myself.
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