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Eclipse Starfield

Die Wiedergeburt von Omega

Was war schlimmer als der Tod selbst? Nun, es war das Sterben in dem Wissen, dass dich niemand vermissen würde, in dem Wissen, dass dein Tod ein Gefallen für alle war, die du je kanntest. Genau so fühlte ich mich an dem Tag, an dem ich starb. Ich war das uneheliche Kind des Eclipse-Alpha-Königs, und in einer Zeit, in der der Bund zwischen Mann und Frau als heilig galt, war ein uneheliches Kind nichts weniger als ein Sakrileg... Es war seine Schuld, er liebte eine andere als seine Gefährtin... Es war seine Schuld, er hatte Geschlechtsverkehr mit einer menschlichen Frau. "Es war alles seine Schuld, mein einziges Verbrechen war, dass ich aus seiner Lust geboren wurde. Aber warum war mein Vater, der Alphakönig, in Sicherheit, während ich stattdessen gehasst, verachtet und für alles verantwortlich gemacht wurde? Warum musste ich das Druckmittel meines Vaters sein, um seine Ziele zu erreichen? Warum musste ich mit meinem eigenen Stiefbruder verpaart werden? Warum konnte ich nicht wie alle anderen eine Abfuhr erhalten, sondern wurde von meinem eigenen Partner ermordet? Warum wurde ich getötet, bevor ich überhaupt eine Chance zu leben hatte? Ich hatte tausend Fragen und doch gab es niemanden, der sie beantworten konnte, und genau so bin ich gestorben... Warum also flatterten meine Augen an diesem Tag auf, einen Monat vor meinem Tod? War es wegen meines kleinen Geheimnisses? Ein Geheimnis, das ich niemandem außer dir erzählen werde... Nach dem Titel meiner Geschichte musst du denken, dass ich ein Omegawolf bin... Nein, da liegst du falsch... Ich bin kein Omega-Wolf, ich bin ein Alpha-Wolf und mein Name ist Omega. ~Zweites Buch der Werwolf-Wiedergeburts-Serie. *Kein Prequel oder Sequel zu 'The Alpha King's Nemesis', beide Bücher sind nicht miteinander verwandt, mit Ausnahme des Weltsettings und des Werwolf-Wiedergeburts-Konzepts. *Das Titelbild stammt aus dem Internet, alle Credits gehen an den ursprünglichen Künstler.
JHeart · 131.4K Views

Mated To The Pack’s Doom

“Did you perhaps think I would accept you, the runt of the pack as well as someone destined to bring us doom just because you are my mate? If you ever thought so, then you are incredibly naïve.” He said looking down at me condescendingly. “Then just reject me and let me leave the pack please.” I screamed, already at my wits end. “Oh little redhead, do squash whatever hopes you have of running away because, I, the Alpha of the Blue River pack promise that I will never reject you as long as I live. Instead I will make you suffer so much that you will lose whatever courage you have in you to bring doom.” He declared after he grabbed my face and made me look right into his obsidian eyes. Eyes that seem to see through my soul and uncover my deepest darkest desire. Arielle Hale, born on the lunar eclipse and dubbed a child destined to bring woe to the pack narrowly escapes death and is given a chance to live on. She is then brought up as the runt of the pack and abused till she had no will of her own. She has a plan though. Leave the pack on the day of the new Alpha’s coronation and never come back. Her plan is full proof but fate has other plans. Declared as the mate of the newly crowned Alpha, she has no choice but to stay on. Like other tales, there should be a rejection but this Alpha has other plans. Keep your friends closer and your enemies even closer. Lucinda’s world is plunged into a world of chaos, pain, pleasure and surprisingly love. It is soon revealed that the tale is not only Lucinda’s as another person lurks in the shadow. Follow the story of the Cursed Alpha’s Mate as this is not your usual tale but one of twists, turns and surprises.
Kiara_Nicole · 14.1K Views

The Sacred Howl

Aria Nightshade has always been a loner. Branded by her pack as the daughter of traitors, she grew up on the edges of the Crimsonhowl Pack, suffering scorn and abuse. But beneath her quiet, unassuming exterior lies a fiery resolve to find the truth about her parents and claim the respect she has always been denied. When Alpha Kael Dravenwood of the nearby Duskridge Pack comes seeking help, Aria feels an unexplainable pull toward the brooding leader. His presence stirs something deep within her something primal and old. But Kael’s trust is not easily gained, and Aria’s situation as an outcast leaves her with no friends to turn to. As emotions rise between the packs, Aria stumbles upon a dangerous plot. Celeste Frostbane, an ambitious beta of the Ironclaw Pack and Aria’s old friend, has aligned with rogue forces to overthrow the pack masters and claim power for herself. Her plans rest on the Eclipse Stones, a sacred spot tied to the Moon Goddess’s magic magic that may also hold the key to Aria’s forgotten past. Exiled after being falsely accused of betrayal, Aria seeks shelter in Duskridge territory, where she is unwillingly accepted by Kael. Though their exchanges are strained, the undeniable bond between them gets stronger. Under Kael’s direction, Aria trains to protect herself, discovering hidden strengths she never knew she had. But danger looms as Celeste’s union with the rogues threatens to throw Silverveil into chaos. With the help of Jax Thornfield, a roguish ex-beta with divided loyalties, and Eldryn Moongrove, a cryptic seer who guards the secrets of the Eclipse Stones, Aria must solve the mystery of her own fate. When the final fight begins, Aria will be forced to face the truth about her lineage, the betrayal of those she once trusted, and the powerful bond that ties her to Kael. But can she accept her fate and protect the packs, or will the darkness within the Eclipse Stones consume them all?
Daoist83nyNy · 439 Views

YOUR GOD ABANDONED YOU HERE

There are truths I must impart, but know this: the first truth is not the most important. I have been accused, falsely accused, of a crime that defies reason and ravages the mind—a crime that tore asunder the fragile fabric of my existence. A woman, dead. And because of this, all that I built, all that I held dear, now crumbles into the abyss. My mastery of molecular biology, the intricate web of neuroscience, the boundless wonders of genetic engineering—useless. My wealth, once a fortress, is now dust. My home, once a sanctuary, is reduced to hollow stone. Freedom? An illusion shattered in the cold grasp of iron bars and vile whispers. The world I sought to save has rejected me like a parasite, and with it, my own blood turns cold. My wife recoils from me as if from some malignant specter; my mother, once my only haven, curses my name. Those whom I called "friend" stand far beyond the veil, convinced by the diabolical evidence forged against me. Not a single soul lingers in the shadows to vouch for my innocence. But you—you—must understand this: what I am about to reveal far eclipses the first truth. It writhes deeper, darker, within the fabric of existence. It is not merely the truth of my ruin, but something far more profound, more terrible. You, who reads these words, are a fool. Did I murder her? Ah, what a labyrinth of words could be spun to ensnare your simple mind—an endless tide of eloquence cascading upon you like rain upon withering stone. With enough ink, I could carve my innocence into your very soul, and you would believe. Yet, whether the words be truth or falsehood matters little. You, confined to the paltry perspective granted by this page, would believe without question. How can I fault you for this? You are merely the vessel, drinking deeply of whatever draught is placed before you, ignorant of the poison that may lurk within. But are you not a reflection of me? Do I, too, not dwell in the delusions of my own creation, struggling through veils of deceit—deceit that is mine as much as it is the world’s? Am I, like you, not lost in the fog of half-truths and cryptic knowledge? I did kill her. That much is true. But before your frail mind trembles with judgement, consider the madness of this world—where truth and lies are but fleeting shadows, indistinguishable in the pale light of understanding. This act—this single, damnable act—set in motion a chain of horrors, leading to my demise. Yes, I was sentenced to death, but death was not an end. It was only the beginning of this odyssey through realms unspeakable, cast into a world that teems with alien sorceries and unspeakable horrors. Yet, amidst the chaos, regret eludes me. I have plunged too far, plumbed too deep into the wells of forbidden knowledge to be burdened by remorse. My descent is complete, my choices irrevocable. And so, I ask you now—my fellow fools—what is this but the price I pay for the paths I tread? Is this my punishment? Or is it merely the next chapter in an endless nightmare? I tell you no lies, and yet my truths are twisted, writhing like the nameless things that haunt my waking hours. Secrets cling to me like shadows, and now, I lay them bare before you. But the question remains—are you ready to see through the lies?
Wize_king · 1.9K Views

Omega's Rebirth

What was worse than death itself? Well it was dying knowing that no one would miss you, knowing that your death was a favour to everyone you ever knew. This was exactly how I felt the day I died. I was the love child of the Eclipse Alpha King, in a time where the mate bond was considered sacred, a child born out of wedlock was nothing short of sacrilegious... 'It was his fault, he loved someone other than his mate...' 'It was his fault, he had carnal knowledge of a human woman.' 'It was all his fault, my only crime was being born out of his lust.' But why was that Alpha King father of mine perfectly safe, while I was hated, scorned and blamed for everything instead? Why did I have to be my father's bargaining chip, used to achieve his goals? Why could I not get a rejection like everyone else but was instead murdered by my own mate? Why was I killed before I even had a chance to live? I had a thousand questions and yet there was no one to answer and this was exactly how I died... So why then did my eyes flutter open to that day, a month before my death? Was it because of my little secret? A secret I will tell no one else but you... From the title of my tale, you must think I am an omega wolf... No, you got it wrong... I am not an Omega wolf, I am an Alpha wolf and my name is Omega. ~Second Book in the Werewolf Rebirth Series. *Not a prequel or sequel to 'The Alpha King's Nemesis', both books are not related save for the world setting and Werewolf Rebirth concept. *Cover art sourced from the internet, all credits to the original artist.*
JHeart · 2.1M Views

~Eclipsed~

Excerpts~ Her blood is a curse—a sweet, deadly curse that I can’t stop tasting. It coats my tongue, warm and heady, like it was made to undo me. I hate her for how good it feels. Hate myself more for not stopping. She doesn’t pull away. No, she’s watching me, her lips curving like she’s already won. Her pulse pounds against my mouth, steady and unafraid, and it makes me want to devour her whole. “Enjoying yourself?” she asks, her voice soft, taunting. I don’t answer. Can’t. My grip tightens around her wrist as I pull back, her blood still burning on my lips. She tilts her head, mockery gleaming in her eyes, and I know she’s baiting me. “Does it bother you,” she whispers, “how easily I let you take it?” The words cut deeper than they should. Before I can think, I shove her back against the wall, my body caging hers. Her smirk doesn’t falter. It dares me. Push harder. “You really don’t know when to stop,” I growl, my voice rough, guttural. “Neither do you,” she murmurs, her gaze dropping to my mouth. And then I snap. I crush my lips to hers, tasting blood and defiance and her. She gasps against me, her fingers curling into my shirt like she’s torn between pushing me away and pulling me closer. Every ounce of self-control I had shatters as I press harder, deeper, desperate to consume her completely. She shouldn’t feel this good. Kissing her should be a mistake. But the way she responds—the way her mouth moves against mine—feels like I’ve just ignited something I’ll never be able to extinguish. **** His kiss is fire. A raw, scorching blaze that steals the breath from my lungs and sets every nerve in my body alight. It’s unexpected, wild, and completely reckless—like him. For a moment, I freeze, my hands against his chest, ready to push him away. I should stop this. I need to stop this. But the heat of his mouth, the way his hands grip my waist like he can’t let go, makes it impossible to move. “Damn it, Killion,” I whisper against his lips, trying to muster the strength to pull back. But then he groans—low, desperate—and it unravels me. He kisses me harder, deeper, and I’m drowning in him. My fingers curl into his shirt, dragging him closer, even as my mind screams at me to stop. This is dangerous. He’s dangerous. But right now, I don’t care. His hands slide to my hips, gripping me like he’s afraid I’ll vanish. I hate how good it feels. Hate how much I want him in this moment, even when I know it’s a bad idea. When he finally pulls back, his breath ragged, his lips are swollen and red. His eyes lock on mine, dark and stormy, and I know we’ve just crossed a line we can never uncross. “You really don’t know when to quit,” I say, my voice shaky, trying to sound composed. His lips twitch, a shadow of his usual smirk. “Neither do you.” ***** In a world where power is the only currency and betrayal is a shadow at every corner, the fae and the demon must navigate a dance of lies and desires, where every touch is a weapon and every secret could shatter their fragile alliance. But as their game of cat and mouse spirals into something more dangerous, they'll discover the line between love and hate is thinner than they ever imagined. And in the Undercity, where hearts burn and, passion can be the deadliest weapon of all. Will she find the truth she seeks, or will she be consumed by the very darkness she's trying to escape?
_Hellion · 25.7K Views
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