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Reencarnada Como la Compañera Maldita del Alfa

``` ¿Qué pasa cuando una diosa se enamora de un cambiaformas? Asara, la diosa del amor, fue castigada por su padre, el dios del trueno. Su delito fue enamorarse de un mortal cambiaformas alfa. Para pagar por sus pecados fue reencarnada como Cassandra LeBlanc, una princesa mortal en el mágico Reino de Speldaria. Su familia y su reino, exceptuando a su hermana mediana, la rechazaron porque nació sin ninguna habilidad mágica y no tenía recuerdos de su verdadera identidad. Su prometido, el poderoso mago comandante de Speldaria, no se inmutaba por ella. Deseaba a alguien fuerte. La vida de Cassandra se trastornó cuando recibió como obsequio un esclavo guerrero por parte del poderoso alfa de Dusartine. Se le pidió que participase en el Evento Anual de la Arena colaborando con el guerrero. Cassandra, que odiaba "La Arena" con todo su ser —un lugar donde la sangre fluía como el vino y la vida era más barata que el propio aire que respiraban—, no entendía su propósito en ella. Encima de eso, el misterioso guerrero la afectaba de maneras inimaginables. Su mirada hipnótica la desconcertaba. Su esencia rara la abrumaba. Su cuerpo bronceado y musculoso la consumía con pensamientos pecaminosos. Incluso los sueños de su vida pasada la atormentaban. Cuando "La Arena" comenzó, las agendas ocultas y las verdades subyacentes salieron a la luz y a Cassandra se le presentó un destino. No le quedó más opción que ceder y elegir un camino. La pregunta sería: —¿Cómo enfrentará Cassandra una vez que se entere de la maldición que se le ha impuesto? —¿Podrá obtener sus habilidades mágicas y enfrentarse a su padre? —¿Quién la ayudará en su viaje? ~Extracto~ Entonces lo sintió, todo él. Toda su aspereza. ``` ``` La fuerza de su brazo. La suavidad de sus labios. El agarre de su mano. El calor de su aliento. Cada músculo de su cuerpo se tensó al pensar en las implicaciones de dormir en brazos de un hombre. Nunca antes había dormido en el abrazo de un varón. Toda su piel hormigueaba como pequeñas chispas danzando en las partes que lo tocaban. Las grietas de su cerebro tenían estos recuerdos que no eran suyos. Este roce de alguna manera no le parecía ajeno. Se sentía segura en su abrazo tranquilizador y no deseaba apartarlo, y sin embargo sabía que esto no era para nada apropiado. Cassandra intentó zafarse de su agarre, pero sus brazos parecían hechos de hierro, pues no se movían. La ligera prenda que había llevado se había alzado de su muslo de leche dejándolo al descubierto, mientras el musculoso y bronceado de él se posaba sobre el suyo. Y ahora podía sentir algo punzándola en la espalda. Sus ojos de repente se expandieron al darse cuenta y Cassandra entró en pánico total. —¡Suéltame! —dijo con voz grave. Siroos lentamente levantó su pierna y aflojó su agarre en su cintura para que pudiera moverse. Se había despertado cuando ella se tensó por primera vez, pero deseaba ver qué intentaría. Con los ojos muy abiertos le echó un vistazo al hombre que la tenía envuelta en su abrazo como a un tesoro precioso, su tesoro. Sus ojos dorados fundidos se abrieron y había una suavidad y deseo con los que la miraba. Aquellos suaves rizos marrones le caían sobre los ojos mientras olvidaba parpadear, observando la belleza eterna que era ella. Su fragancia única era una tortura para sus sentidos. —Cómo deseaba tomar su delicado tobillo, jalarla hacia él y tenerla esparcida bajo su cuerpo —murmuró—. Besar la misma piel que desprendía tal aroma que le estaba volviendo loco. En su lugar, dobló su brazo y lo colocó debajo de su mejilla usándolo como una almohada para mirarla con ojos llenos de deseo. El silencio incómodo entre ellos se prolongó mientras Cassandra se aclaraba la garganta. —¿Tenías que subirte sobre mí para dormir? —preguntó. —No fue intencional, pero ciertamente fue tentador y definitivamente no será la última vez —su voz profundamente hipnótica era aún más seductora temprano en la mañana cuando resonaba a su alrededor. La portada del libro es mía. ```
Sunny_Shumail · 54.4K Views

An angel‘s road to hell

What happens if the one transcendent being that cares for mortals fell and got a second chance in a world full of magic, intrigue and possibly even friendships? Does the past determine the future or are we all able to pick our own destiny? An angel, one of the two nigh immortal species in existence, has been hunted and killed by his own kind because he wasn’t prepared to watch silently while his people followed their own desires to whatever end. When, against all odds, he opened his eyes again, he was someone else, his past and powers hidden deep within him. On an ancient world, with advanced magic but medieval technology, he was reborn as Cassandra Pendragon, the youngest daughter of one of the five royal families on Boseiju, the home of the fox tribe, the kitsune. As she grew up, who she was and who she had been, started shaping her future. Forgotten friends and unknown enemies began knocking at her door and while she struggled to find her way between the past and the present, the winds of war were already blowing across her home. I‘ll try to publish at least 2 chapters a week, probably more. The first story arc is pretty much mapped out. Should be around 150 or 160 chapters for the first volume (it’s taking much longer than I expected) and the second one is nearly finished as well. Try it, it should be one hell of a ride. One more thing: the first two chapters are more or less a prologue and if you want to, you can skip them, I wouldn’t recommend it, though. The writing style as well as the perspective shifts dramatically, afterwards. As for trigger warnings: it’s going to get gory from time to time, and the MC often has to pay a toll in blood. Additionally there are -mildly- sexualised scenes, once in a while, but nothing graphic. Lastly, somewhen webnovel changed the description box from female lead to female oriented. It’s mandatory and I can’t change it either way but I have no clue if the book is catering male or female preferences. I hope the description above makes up for whatever confusion it might cause.
David_Amann · 866.6K Views

Not A Cinderella Tale

"Aaa!" Cassandra was shocked and screamed as she woke beside a strange man. To make matters worse, the man was shirtless, and she was only wearing underwear. 'What's going on, why is he sleeping with me?' "Morning, sweetheart!" The man beside Cassandra greeted her. Cassandra gasped, shook her head, and pushed the man to the ground. "Hey, what are you doing in my bed? Are you trying to harass me? Get out of here!" Cassandra pointed her index finger at the door. 'I married him? Who is that man? How can I be married to him?' Cassandra thought to herself as she lifted the blanket slowly and saw a red stain on the sheet. "How can we get married? I don't know you at all, and this seems to be our first meeting," asked Cassandra, who still couldn't hide her surprise. Charles looked deeply into Cassandra's green eyes. "Have you forgotten what happened last night? You even went so far as to ask me not to leave." ….……….. Cassandra immediately ran into the house, not caring that she now came with Charles. She also continued to shout Vivian's name because she was worried that something had happened to her half-sister. Cassandra's father slaps her immediately. "Dad, why did you slap me? What did I do?" asked Cassandra while holding her cheeks, which were now burning. Geoffry, Cassandra's father, only glanced sarcastically at his biological daughter. "You still ask what you did? Did I raise and finance you to be a slut?" --------- Cassandra Miller never knew she was being set up by her half-sister Vivian Hartley at a nightclub. Vivian mixed stimulants in Cassandra's drink to get her drunk and ended up in bed with a random guy. Vivian's trap worked, and Cassandra married a stranger in Las Vegas the day they met. This makes her father furious and kicks Cassandra out of the house. But what happens is that Charles Parker, the man who married Cassandra in Las Vegas, takes her to live with him. In exchange, Cassandra had to leave their marriage for two years. Will Cassandra be able to live a two-year life as Mrs Parker and resolve the misunderstandings with her father and Cassandra's fiancé at the time? Is there a conspiracy behind all this? Or is there more to their marriage?
Mia_van_Halen · 355 Views

Obsession Series #1 Change By Him

Kaiden Meiresone is the CEO of Meiresone's publishing comapany. He became the CEO at the age of 23 years old. He doesn't want to be touch by people even his family and friends, he hates it when he need to interact with people, being the center of attetion and he hates it when he stuck in traffic and he doesn't like to go outside especially when the sun is out, but, all of this personality of him change because of one person named Dwayne Lorenzo. Dwayne Lorenzo is a fresh graduate, he is 20 years old and he's currently searching for a job because he badly needs it. He is the type of person that love to go outside, loves nature, shy-type but talkative, and touchy. Because of this trait of his Kaiden finds it a bit annoying at start. Dwayne go to kaiden's back and start to give him a massage to make him relax. He was massaging kaiden's back when the door opened. "Well, Why are you touching kaiden!?" The girl asked furiously and walk towards his direction and slapped him on to his face. Kaiden lifted his head and saw girl slapped him, he become more mad. "What the hell did you do? Why did you slapped him?" He put his gloves on and grabbed Hannah's wrist and throw it to air. She is getting into his nerves. "I saw him touching you, that's why" she stated while scrubbing her wrist. "I let him touch me, and i already told you to get the hell out of my life, and one more thing you don't have the right to hurt anyone, did you understand!?" Kaiden shouted that made her and Dwayne flinched in fear.
J_Hyeong · 222.7K Views

DANGEROUS LOVE : WHO DID IT?

In "Dangerous Love," two characters who seek freedom and revenge meet in the face of humanity. A tempest of blood-shedding arises when they collide as a couple. When Jackson was five, he developed a tumor in his brain that doctors said was caused by his parents' neglect. Walter and Susan Walters—a much-admired couple who spent most of their time on work rather than focusing on their son—were forced to take care of him full-time after the diagnosis. They spent a lot of money trying to treat the tumor by flying him abroad, but it did him no good . When he turned twenty, gaining admission into the university marked a significant turning point in his life. About a year later , his father was killed in an airplane crash . The family was torn apart by what happened. Cassandra the maid,—who was also an orphan after her parents passed away but had a better relationship with them than Jackson did with his father before he died —was the only person that Jackson looked up to following his father's demise. When Mr. Walter died, the business world of the Walters faced many challenges—so much so that Mrs. Walters felt compelled to fly back home in order to finish what he had started and focus on her son's happiness Before Mrs. Walter left for her trip, she made sure that Cassandra was also accepted into the same college as her son had wished for. MATILDA CASANTRO , the biggest girl in the college, made repeated attempts at winning Jackson over, but Cassandra's arrival caused Matilda to lose her cool among peers. As Cassandra charms her way into Jackson’s life, strange accidents begin to unfold, and suspicion falls squarely on him. Torn between his growing feelings for Cassandra and the chaos surrounding him, Jackson begins to uncover dark truths about her—and about his own family’s past. But when the true killer is revealed, the lines between love and betrayal blur. Together, Jackson and Cassandra must decide: will their bond save them from destruction, or is their connection too dangerous to survive? In Dangerous Love, trust is a weapon, and the truth can be deadly.
Ayo_Bammy · 1.5K Views

Reborn As Cursed Alpha's Mate

What happens when a goddess falls in love with a shifter? Asara; the goddess of love, was punished by her father, the god of thunder. Her crime being falling in love with a mortal shifter Alpha. To pay for her sins she was reborn as Cassandra LeBlanc; a mortal Princess in the magical Kingdom of Speldaria. Her family and kingdom, except her middle sister, shunned her for she was born without any magical abilities and she had no recollections of her true identity. Her betrothed, the powerful mage commander of the Speldaria, was unbothered by her. He wished for someone strong. Cassandra’s life was toppled when she was gifted a warrior slave by the mighty Alpha of Dusartine. She was asked to take part in the Yearly Arena Event by collaborating with the warrior. Cassandra who hated ‘The Arena’ with her very breath. A place where blood flowed like wine and life was cheaper than the very air they breathed didn't understand her purpose in it. On top of that, the mysterious warrior affected her in unimaginable ways. His hypnotic gaze unsettled her. His rare essence overwhelmed her. His muscular bronzed body consumed her with sinful thoughts. Even the dreams of her past life plagued her. When ‘The Arena' began the hidden agendas and underlying truths came to light and Cassandra was played a hand of fate. She was left with no choice but to give in and choose a path. The question would be. How will Cassandra grapple once she learns of the curse placed on her? Will she be able to obtain her magical abilities and stand up to her father? Who will help her along the journey? ~Excerpt~ Then she felt him, all of him. All his ruggedness. The strength of his arm. The softness of his lips. The grip of his hand. The warmth of his breath. Every muscle in her body went taut at the implications of sleeping in a man’s arms. She had never slept in a male’s embrace before. Her whole skin tingled like tiny sparks dancing on the very parts that connected with him. The crevices of her brain had these memories which weren't hers. This touch somehow didn't seem foreign to her. She felt safe in his soothing embrace and didn't wish to push him away and yet she knew this was far from appropriate. Cassandra tried to wriggle out of his hold, his arms seemed to be built from iron for they wouldn't budge. The light garment she had worn had lifted from her milky thigh baring it as his bronzed muscular one was draped on it. And now she could sense something poking her back. Her eyes suddenly expanded from the realisation and Cassandra fully panicked. “Let go!” She voiced out, heavily. Siroos slowly lifted his leg and slackened his hold on her waist so she could shuffle away. He had awakened when she had stiffened for the first time but wished to behold what she would try. With eyes blown wide she stole a glance towards the man who had her wrapped in his embrace like a precious treasure, his treasure. His molten gold eyes had flickered open and there was this softness and want with which he stared at her. Those soft brown curls cascaded over his eyes as he forgot to blink, watching the timeless beauty that she was. Her one-of-a-kind fragrance was a torture to his senses. How he wished to grab her dainty ankle, pull her from it and have her sprawled underneath him. To kiss the very skin that oozed such scent which was driving him insane. Instead, he bent his arm and placed it under his cheek using it like a pillow to watch her with desire-filled eyes. The awkward lull between them prolonged as Cassandra cleared her throat. “Did you have to climb on me to sleep?” “It wasn't intentional but was certainly enticing and definitely won't be the last time.” His deeply hypnotic voice was even more alluring this early in the morning as it resonated all around her. The book cover is mine.
Sunny_Shumail · 647.9K Views

Veil of Ambition

Tiberius Marlowe has silent power in his step-a storm repressed behind an impenetrable mask of coolness. Every glance was sharp, lethal, a reminder that his empire didn't come as some mistake. And right at his side, in every shadowy alley, were the enemies, with Nikolai Drakos most at the fore, chief rival to him in the cutthroat billionaire world. Nikolai’s relentless ambition and cold, calculated moves drive him ever closer to Tiber’s throne, creating a tension that pulses like an unspoken promise of war. Ivy Cadler is cool, calculated, and sartorially impressive in the high-stakes game of politics, wielding her power and scandals with characteristic poise. She is Tiber's mistress, his sword in a Savile Row suit, working her way through society's upper echelons to solidify his grasp from within. Every stolen glance, every whispered confidence between them, represents a bond forged in ambition, a mutual seduction tempered with danger. Their involvement is not some trivial affair but an alliance of twisted purpose, of power and lust precariously poised on a razor's edge. Yet wrapped inside Tiber's success was an anger so still and quiet, building with every pulse of the heart that was broken called Cassandra Marlowe. Now his bride, jilted, Cassandra's ghostly presence haunted in quiet resentment stitched into the fabric of his life; she was the ghost of his choices, biding her time to strike. Each time he touches Ivy, every scheme he devises to kill Nikolai-Cassandra sees. Her vengeance, planned with a smile masking anger so cold it could shatter them all. But as Tiber navigates his realm, his calculated steps draw him closer to the shadows he cannot control. At the core of his domain, where all friends bear the mien of foes and love is a deadly poison in the veins, one wrong move spells the dénouement of his carefully constructed reign. With Nikolai at his back, Ivy hiding secrets of her own, and Cassandra's silent fury burning ever closer, Tiber's world is a chessboard of betrayal just waiting to unravel. And just when he thought he knew how to play the game well, it may just be that the deadliest enemy of all is the one he never saw coming.
Lucea_Aether · 3.2K Views

EVE 1

Hi, my name is Eve Yvonne Pierce and this is my story. My mom is Mrs Tyra Pierce and my dad, Mr Tristan Pierce. I was separated from my family when I was six years old because of a guy called Dylan McKenzie. He ambushed us in an hotel which forced my parents to leave me in an orphanage. I lost my memory while I was in the orphanage when I was involved in a ghastly car accident. We were on a road trip, so I couldn't remember who my dad and mom was again. I was finally adopted by Mr Bruce and Mrs Hannah Mondragon who cared for me like thier own. I met my best friend while growing up. She's Gwendolyn Karts. Few years passed and I was in sophomore year in Maxwell high. I got to know about Gwen's boyfriend, Raphael McBrayer and his best friend, Ivan McKenzie, who was a member of a fraternity. Every fucking night, I have nightmares about Tristan, Tyra and Dylan McKenzie which brings me closer to getting my memories back. I and Ivan got close and finally he became my boyfriend. Slowly, I began to remember everything and finally remembered who my real parents were. I got to know that I have an adopted brother, Adrian Knight and a little sister, Cassandra Pierce. And when I thought everything was over, my parents were murdered. With Dylan as my first suspect, I promised my dead parents to avenge their deaths and make everything related to their death pay including Dylan and his family. But I found out that Ivan was the son of Dylan. I was confused and shocked. Should I go in to fulfill my promise and kill Ivan? Or should I forgive him because he's my boyfriend and break my promise to my parents?
Falogbon_Favour · 2.8K Views
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