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She, has always refused to let go of her childhood pride. Initially, he forced her into submission in the harshest way possible, which made her despise him to the bone. At twenty, she abandoned her husband, followed a man she thought was worthy of her, only to end up being violently mistreated. Yet, it was he who raised her from the rain when she was at her most helpless moment. Fate brought her back to her eighteenth year, for a do-over. She emerged from her cocoon, when hate was replaced by regret, she shed her thorny exterior, but does she still have the right to pursue happiness? But why does he always remind her in the coldest voice, "He Zhilan, I don't want the He Family to raise an ungrateful wretch." Or menacingly warn her, "He Zhilan, don't force me to take away your freedom!"

A high ceiling, adorned with intricate carvings and fanciful decor. A warm golden light passing through stained glass highlighting the beauty of justice and righteous valour- a contrast to the maleficent beings that would often face this light- illuminates the room. Upon a raised dais, there is a displeased king, and by his side, stern-faced nobles and court officials stare down menacingly at the accused. Below these extinguished figures, bounded by chains and covered in grime, was a six-year-old girl. "Ixion Akastos Vespera" "In the presence of our sovereign King and the noble dukes of this great nation, you are summoned to answer for the grave crimes alleged against you. The entire house of Vespera, your family and lineage, has been wrongfully slain by a treacherous prisoner of theirs. We have reason to believe you have conspired with the ungrateful fiend, betraying your own blood and committing treason against our liege. How do you answer? Are you guilty or not guilty of this heinous crime?" "Not guilty." "Not guilty? Very well. You shall-" "I killed them myself. Not the dragon, only I." Murmurs erupted among the usually unperturbed high-class nobles. "Is it not according to law that a bloodline inheritor may kill all other potential heirs? As for my unfortunate mother, she was merely an unintended mishap." °°° Alexandra Chase, among a million others, found herself in a deadly game orchestrated by a supreme goddess to gain access to another world. Unfortunately, her life in this new world won't be any softer than the one before it. Her drive is not only to survive but also to supersede those beings who stand above. The goddess's schemes are far deeper than she could imagine. She is granted talent, unlimited potential, and terrifying attunement to the world itself with her new body, but many geniuses die young. Her most capable weapon is a concept many have yet to fathom- her soul.

"You better stop the fucking prank, woman, and just pick up your phone and call your alpha! Otherwise, I will press the damn button and blow you up," A man with a very ugly-looking scar on his face said menacingly, holding a time bomb remote control in his hand and shaking it back and forth before a woman. In the last moment of her death, Rose looked into her heart and cried bitterly. "If I had a second chance, Rolan, I would never have agreed to marry you. I would never have had hopes in you." _____ On the day of her sister's wedding, Rose found herself thrust into an unexpected role as the bride when her sister failed to show up. Marrying a man who had loved her sister for three years, Rose held onto the fragile hope that he might one day care for her. But her dreams of love quickly crumbled—he ignored her, treated her coldly, and never gave her the attention she longed for. Even at her lowest, when Rose’s life hung by a thread, he was nowhere to be found, choosing instead to enjoy his time with her sister. Rose’s heart shattered as she took her final breath, consumed by betrayal and despair. When she opened her eyes again, she was back in her younger self—not before the wedding, but on the very same day she was meant to die. This time, Rose vowed to rewrite her story. She would stop loving him, leave him behind, and refuse to let herself be caught in their web of betrayal again. But the peaceful life Rose planned never came to be. Against all odds, she discovered she was pregnant—carrying his child. Now bound together by this unbreakable link, Rose must face the man she once loved, all while trying to guard her heart. Why is he chasing her now? Why wasn’t he with her sister when she ran away and left him? Why does he seem desperate to win her back when all she wants is to stay far away?

In the glittering world of Manhattan's elite, two souls are bound by an unholy pact - a marriage contract forged to save their respective family legacies. Kiara Davis, a beautiful but traumatized orphan, agrees to wed Mike Robinson, a ruthlessly ambitious billionaire with a soul as cold as the steel in his skyscrapers. "I don't love you," Mike snarls, his icy eyes raking over Kiara's delicate form. "This is just business." Yet amid the dizzying power plays and dizzying wealth, blazing desire ignites between them like a wildfire. Mike finds himself craving more from his beguiling new bride than just her virtue. And Kiara discovers there is fiery passion smoldering beneath Mike's unfeeling facade. But their white-hot consummation could unravel at any moment when dark secrets and sinister agendas are unleashed from the shadows. Mike's depraved father and twisted half-brother join forces to destroy everything he's built. "You were a fool to cross me, son," Robinson senior hisses menacingly. "I'll bury you just like I did your whore of a mother." An undercover seductress from a rival company ensnares Mike in a dangerous erotic trap. And an old trauma surfaces from Kiara's past, threatening to splinter her fragile psyche once more when she whispers: "The girls...they hurt me again." In the ultimate power struggle between ruthless ambitions and pure desires, who will surrender first? Amidst the grandeur and cutthroat stakes of New York's billionaire playground, Mike and Kiara must choose - embrace their all-consuming love...or let it consume them both into sweet oblivion. Brace yourself for the sumptuous, high-stakes romance of the year in this tantalizing novel about passion, obsession, and letting yourself burn for love.

In her memories "...when you felt that your existence is nothing new to the world but you grab hold of it like living it for the first time."She laughed menacingly hard, her eyes darkened and the proper demeanour diminished. "When you felt like intervening for no good reason." "When you felt like you know what will happen next." "When you felt like going with the flow, those mind tricks." "I do appreciate an explanation towards things that cannot be explained. But I'll still believe it nonetheless. " she said calmly "Camille, hmm?" she mumbled quietly, tasting that name in her tongue. "And when you realise that everything was not real."

One minute, she was spiraling out of her scooter, watching in horror as her fried chicken flew into the horizon. The next minute, she was signing the contract to become a mother to his sons while staring into his glacier blue eyes. "The contract is effective as of now" He announced, as he dropped the pen. His brow was lifted challengingly and his voice reverberated around the room, bounced and sent zings of electricity down her spine. She tilted her head to a side, studying him covertly as she smiled menacingly. She was going to make him regret his decision. Let the games begin..!

My first time publishing please read patiently. Jack is always surrounded by mystery born in the 20th century where they are more evils that good. He is aware of the changes around him and he didn't care since him and his loved ones are happy and save. Happiness is forever so he thought. When tragedy struck at those around him, he taught law was the solution and that the law enforcement officers (police) will help and bring him justice. Then, he saw the bad side of society, the system that no one could help him. That when he decided to put the matter into his own hands. JOKER ---------------------------------------------------------- Context: There are two people in the middle of a deserted street at 4 @am. Rain falling heavily creating a sound proof around. One of them standing and stepping on the other person on the floor with their backs touching the cold floor and the rain is watching their bleeding body that never seems to end. "Please Joker forgive me, I have wife and kids waiting for me to come home", pleaded victim 1. Joker responded menacingly while starting at the man with a cold glear and blood shot eyes, " so you have a life to live? you choosed this path. You should have made a better decision 2 years ago". The man seeing that Joker wouldn't let him go cried while looking at the floor thinking that it was truly his fault he made that mistake and moved on which was wrong. But it was too late to say sorry. Joker stared at him nonchalantly getting impatient to go home and sleep since was past his bed time. Pissed off by the man attitude and state, he said to him. " Stop being a man baby no matter how you cry you are going to die anyways". After speaking, he took his rider gloves from his back pocket and started to wear it getting ready for his next act. Bending down to swat to mach the man's eye level, he holds his victim chin to make eye contact. Tilting his head to the right he asked his victim coldly, any last words? The man started at Joker for a moment by now he had already stopped crying and the rain automatically stopped too. It seems that time was slowing down. Opening his mouth slowly he wanted to tell his wishes but it was already too late. Joker had already snapped his neck in an instant. "Tsk on a second thought when you took action two years ago you didn't give them a chance either, right?", he said talking to the already dead body. After taking his gloves from his hands and putting it in his back pocket he used his pinky finger to clean his ear and said, " Good luck on the other side". He then stepped over the body while on his way back home. After some distance he paused and turned around. "That is..... if some over there will take you of course", he said after thinking then continued on his way.

[Processing dead body... 45%... 56%... 99.9%... ding!] [Error.] [Reprocessing dead body... soul found... ding! 2%... 5%... 59%... 67%... 99%... ding! 99.9%] [Process incomplete.] The woman had red hair that glowed like embers. Her face was strikingly fair, but her entire body appeared faintly transparent like glass under sunlight. She blinked, disoriented, as her gaze settled on a hideous, robotic bird hovering nearby. Its sharp, angular body looked mismatched, with awkwardly stiff wings and an oversized beak that glowed menacingly. It was focused on her lifeless body on the ground, shooting thin, bright laser beams across her body. Hazel stared at the bird, her figure stiffening. "What in the world..." she whispered, her voice echoing faintly. If you're confused, let me explain. Just a few minutes ago, Hazel had been driving, enjoying the breeze through her open window. That's when she noticed a tiny puppy stranded in the middle of the road, trembling and helpless. Her instincts kicked in. Without thinking twice, she swerved, steering the car sharply to avoid hitting it. The puppy was safe. But Hazel wasn't. Her car had crashed, and she died instantly. Now, Hazel had become a ghost. Her body felt strange—light and weightless, yet she could feel every movement as if she were still alive. She floated, her hair billowing as though caught in an invisible current. Then came the noise. Ding! The sound was loud, sharp, and mechanical. Hazel flinched, looking around until her eyes landed on the robotic bird. It was still scanning her dead body with its obnoxious laser beams, beeping and whirring as if annoyed at its own failures. Hazel frowned, watching it from a distance, but after what felt like the tenth scan, her curiosity got the better of her. She floated closer, hovering near the hideous creature. It twitched, almost startled by her presence, before it froze completely. Ding! [Process complete] [Congratulations, soul number XOXO, for binding with the Baby-Raising System!] Hazel blinked, her ghostly hand clutching at her chest out of habit—forgetting she had no heartbeat anymore. "The what system?" [Newbie Packet detected! Festive Season Bonus activated for Host.] Ding! [Opening gift automatically… Bonus Daddy included in every world.] She froze, her hands dropping to her sides. Her mouth opened slightly in disbelief as the robotic bird chirped happily, almost smugly. "Wait... what? Bonus Daddy?!" Hazel's transparent figure seemed to flicker with frustration. Her chest rose and fell as if she was still breathing, though no air passed through her. The bird made another cheerful ding! sound, completely ignoring her shock. "What is this? Some kind of sick prank?" Hazel muttered, pacing in her ghostly form. She glanced at her lifeless body again, then back at the bird, her mind racing. She was dead. That much was obvious. But now she was... stuck in some baby-raising system? "What the heck is going on?" Hazel hissed, throwing her hands up.

A man is thrust into the depths of a twisted set of Trials that not only affect him, but the rest of humanity. If he fails: he receives Death. If he succeeds: he stands a chance of gaining access to the Knowledge of Mysteries of the Universe, the Power to rule Worlds, and the Secrets of Eternal Life. What choices will he make? Find out how a broken egoistic man rewrites his own Destiny. 100PS is an extra Chapter. 50GT is an extra Chapter. Update rate is 2 chapter per day, with chapters having 2000 to 3000 words per chapter. High word count is the reason why the price might be rated higher by Webnovel, so be warned. ------------------------------------------------------------------------- Excerpt ------------------------------------------------------------------------- Midas looked around only to hear those restless voices grow louder and louder. All the anger and frustration that the people around him were withholding finally found a way out. The vent was the green skinned lifeform that calmly stood in front of everyone in the square. Agitated people started crowding menacingly around the lifeform, almost as if they would be overcome with violence. "Wait, Wait, What the fuck are you talking about? We don't know who or what you are, and we don't care!" "Yeah! We wanna go home!" "Let us out!" "Yeah! You better let us leave or else we'll f" *BOOM* Right on sight, the heads of twenty odd people who were moving forward seemingly with the intent of stirring trouble all had their heads simultaneously explode. Jets of red blood squirted up from the exposed necks of those people, while the insides of their heads colored the outerwear of the bystanders around them. The steamy red blood immediately created a suffocating atmosphere. Screams and profanities abound as people attempted to move as far away from that green "demon". Some fell over on top of each other, crushing others in the process, others fell on the floor hyperventilating. A piece of flesh landed on Midas' face, but he hadn't even noticed as he was now trying to calm his heart rate while looking around trying to figure out if there was a way he could get away from this situation. "STOP!!", yelled the green lifeform while exuding a terrifying atmosphere about it, and immediately all in the area lost their ability to move or even speak. Midas had never felt such fear in his entire life. Every molecule of DNA in his body was telling him that at that moment in time, his life wasn't in his hands. All he could do was stay still and watch the green lifeform while his ears throbbed with the sound of his own racing heartbeat. "Now that I have your attention, let me continue with my explanation. I will explain this once and once only. The planetary body that you lower beings call 'Earth' has Awakened, and thus it has attained it's right to undergo Planetary Ascension. You all have been chosen by your planet and your performance from now on will determine what will happen to your home planet. If you succeed a whole new Universe will open up to you. Knowledge, and Wisdom that will teach you Evolution. However, If you fail, your planetary body will have it's right of existence revoked... That is … Death." "..." None of the Chosen could say anything at that moment, but their expressions held visions of disbelief, excitement, confusion and despair. Right then, there was a high pitched sound and almost immediately everyone realised that they could now move again. Many fell on the floor from their muscle strain and tense emotional states but that did not stop the green lifeform from continuing it's speech. "Well, it seems we're all on the same page. Now, let's begin the 7 Trials."

Through the vast exploration of life experiences, Join the technologists and Hugarzums under the lead of Divine on their all time experience through History, the beginning of time, and Future, and creation to invention of many powers and great things to people in the present toppling maybe even their creators. "Ohh, Divine who are you"(???) "Oh, Noone, just the one who controls and holds the very life all beings, miniscule to all powerful in my hands, Hmm, Why did You ask, want to be erased from existence.(Divine) smiling menacingly. " ...... " (???) sweating, "gulp". " Just as I thought, that's why I am called what I simply am, yeah read my lips all of ya out there, Diiiivinnne".

"I'm sure they have told you that I'm insane, that I'm a fucking psycho." He menacingly grins, head tilting wickedly his eyes filled with vicious playfulness. Eve sheepishly nods in fear. "Believe them." Sunford academy is an all-boys boarding school. Where rich parents tossed their rebellious kids who are too much to deal with. No matter how the outside world perceives them or makes assumptions about the school, the students are more complicated than they appear. Every student has a dark and tumultuous history and they've been prisoned here to create more history with their rowdy-ness.

Celestina Fayre Davis never wanted to get married but she had no say. Zavid Costa hated been controlled and marriage was one. Is this marriage gonna be a disaster? Will it work? If it doesn’t then will all just become a silly mistake? Love is what they both wanted but will that be able to erase all the pain? Will they end up together? Or will it go done the drain? Mom can I not get married?" I asked softly. "PAAAAAAAH" My face turned to the other side. The makeup artist all lowered their heads. "Say that again" She stared menacingly at me as though I was her enemy. Tears threatened to fall but I wouldn't let it. Read to find out

This book is about baby-making. [COMPLETED on chapter 715] The crown prince was cursed on the day he was born, that he will never be happy. What's worse, no woman could touch him without dying. Thus, finding a wife to produce an heir became the royal family's greatest challenge since the prince is the only son. Until one day.. a servant girl who tried to kill him didn't end up dying after they touched. Emmelyn was a princess from one of their colonies who vowed to avenge her family's death by killing the crown prince. And that's how she ended up in his castle. Seeing that she was the only woman he could have a sexual relationship with, without killing her, the prince made an agreement to let her go and free her kingdom from his oppression if she produced for him three heirs. Emmelyn said yes, but every day that they were together, she made plans to kill him and get her revenge. Can Emmelyn get what she wanted, or would she be entangled deeper with the enemy who was deemed as the devil incarnate himself by his enemies? EXCERPT: "You will be the mother of my children," said the man in a commanding tone. His shameless words rendered Emmelyn speechless and shocked, more so, than the kiss he landed on her lips earlier. "I need three children from you." "Eh ... wait.. what? Hold on a minute," Emmelyn, who was moved from her shock, hurriedly rubbed her lips roughly as if trying to remove the devil's marks from them. "I don't want to be your wife! I don't want to marry you, you devil!!" The man frowned and squinted his eyes menacingly. "Who said anything about marriage?" THE NEXT DAY "Let's go," said the prince. "Let's go where?" Emmelyn asked, not understanding. "Let's go make babies." *** CHECK OUT MY OTHER BOOKS with all doting husbands: - The King's Wife Is The Alpha's Mate - ONGOING - The Cursed King - COMPLETED - Finding Stardust - COMPLETED - The Alchemists - COMPLETED - The Prince Who Cannot Fall In Love - COMPLETED - Till Death Do Us Part - COMPLETED I DON'T DO SLOW BURNS. This book is VERY FUNNY, and VERY LEWD. Only for ADULTS and open-minded people. BUY ME COFFEE? https://ko-fi.com/missrealitybites Watch the book trailer on TikTok/Instagram: @missrealitybites Discord server: bit.ly/missrealitybites

[As of 11/30/23 this novel's ROUGH DRAFT is COMPLETED] [Warning: 18+ Content! - cursing, dark themes, sexual content, and other adult matters are present - NOTE: there is NO 'knotting' in this story for both those who come looking for it, and those who want to avoid it. I just wanted to give a head's up either way. LGBTQ+ representation is also in this novel. :)] This is book one of the Ylphasia series. War, betrayal, loss, growth - none of these things were aspects of life that Myranda had in mind when she finally met her destined mate. The only problem was that her chosen was someone she absolutely despised - Prince Metas, the next rightful King to the Lycan Kingdom. From the bottom rungs of society, everything above her seemed like a dream - it was too bad her preconceived notions were far from wrong. In their journey to make a brighter future for their entire kingdom, Metas and Myranda learn that there is so much more to just being mates than their shared love. As they navigate the complications of starting a revolution, both Metas and Myranda discover just how compatible they actually are - and how much their paring means for the future of their kind. ----------------------------------------------------- [EXCERPT] "If you want my place so much, you should challenge me when the time comes. This is cowardice. You think I can beat you-no...You know I can beat you, and so you're trying to hurt Myranda to make me weaker. You're a bastard, a cheat and a liar, and you don't deserve to rule over our kingdom - and you never will. You have no valor, no honor - and no moral compass," Metas spat towards him, and kept his hair up on end involuntarily. "I'm drunk right now and easily pushed you over like a small paper bag filled with shit. Since you've so brilliantly shown what you'd truly like to do, I'll make sure she is safe from you. Meanwhile, perhaps you should train or learn better tactics from your papa," Metas continued, and even grinned with delight. "Even if you beat me in combat, the rest of those in power want to see you fall. You won't last," Silas warned, and reformed into his mortal self. "...but I do intend on challenging you. Unless you want to kill me right here and now since you're so confident." "There is no honor in killing you without the glory of showing you exactly what I am capable of in front of everyone. I will take Joss' advice and do nothing for now. I don't want to throw away honor for revenge. If you come near her again, I will kill you before you ever get the chance to prance around in front of high society with a little speech, and show off to your wife and no friends. Understand?" Metas asked menacingly, and now his gums were visible as saliva dripped from his lips and teeth, barely holding himself back. "I will drink your blood through your eye sockets if you lay one more fucking claw on her - understood?" Metas warned as he advanced towards the blonde male. "You letting me live will be the biggest regret of your life, Metas. Hold those words close to your heart when you lose everything to me," Silas sneered and turned away, but not before he locked eyes with Joss with a dare in his green orbs.

"As a mistress, you are to satisfy me in bed, as a human you shall satisfy me with your blood. And about your soul, I shall own it henceforth." An ancient blind demon suddenly gains freedom after being incarcerated for a thousand years. Since the body he had possessed had died and begun to rot, he goes around looking for a body to inhabit and begins his revenge in the modern world by killing off every descendant of the people who had locked him in the forbidden dungeon. Until the day, he possessed a young outcast turning him into a blind, ferocious, pathetic child beast whose aim is to regain his sight at all cost. * She has a secret. Never let anyone see your hair. But what happens when this innocent girl disobeys and even trusts an outcast blind boy, who appears to be more than willing to regain his sight? She decided to help him only to discover that she had helped the devil himself. Then many years later, they reunited only to be separated again and become great enemies. For Delilah to kill the possessed man, she is to go into the past, into the 19th century, where demons don't exist so that she would successfully be able to kill him. But unfortunately, life can't be scripted. She is reincarnated as a princess whose father had planned to sell her to a ruthless ruler and never knew she had a past until she is stuck with him. He is a pawn to a demon, she is a pawn to him. *** EXCERPT REWRITTEN BY @BrewingFantasies The destroyed mirrors, locked rooms, split identities, curses, blood, flapping curtains, moonlight, thunder, and him_ the living dead! "You know what happened in the haunted house, right?" The man stared at her neck menacingly, while she was pinned to the wall. "Who are you?" She pushed him with trembling lips and shaking hands. She tried to sound convincing with the hollow threat. "Let me go! I'll have your head wrung off if you don't release me. Do you know who I am?" A nonchalant reply reverberated. "I do. A pampered spoiled brat, who leeches her papa's money." He grinned at her deliberately, knowing that his attention commanded her love. "You know, I love you that way. Ever since the first day we met. Tch, my feisty wild cat." He added, lovingly. "The very first day we met?" She muddled. His cold touch caressed her cheek, sending sparks down her spine. Why did his eyes look so familiar? "The b...lind boy? Is that you?" She clenched her fists together in horror. "Yes. I'm back to take what is mine. I need the eyes you stole." He paused, leaning over the scared woman. She could see the insatiable hunger in his crimson eyes. "And a lot more like your body, since we are not kids anymore." The man licked right below her earlobe, making her crave more for his touch. The book cover doesn't belong to me. All credit to the artist.

The shadow of war loomed menacingly on the horizon, casting an ominous pall over everything. A family found themselves suddenly caught in the crosshairs, their lives abruptly uprooted as they were forced to evacuate. But as the war raged on, their struggle was far from over. They had to fight to carve out their own place in the alliance, to find their own unique contributions and strengths, lest the Empire come crashing down upon them with its vast and awe-inspiring war machine, leaving them helpless and defenseless in its wake. The fate of their very existence hung in the balance, as they battled against overwhelming odds, driven by the fierce determination to survive and protect all that they held dear

"I am going to make this very clear," His voice sounded like the Arctic, and his eyes looked like a volcano. It absolutely terrified me to my bones, replacing the spreading warmth with dread. "Zio, please--" Elijah silenced the younger vampire with a look that would kill a man. "I am the Master of my house, and I will be telling you what rules you must follow." He turned his attention back to me and scowled like I was a cat that knocked a cup off the table. "There are four rules you must follow. Number one, you may not leave the house grounds for any reason. That means no going down to the village. Number two, your first and last three hours of your day you will accompany me so I can give you your medication and make sure you don't have any adverse reaction. Three, you will be doing physical therapy and tests with Luca so he can study your condition. Finally," He leaned forward menacingly with a dark look in his eyes, "You may not engage in relations with any man in the house." I nodded at his terms, shaking in terror at his glowing eyes and bearing fangs. "Yes sir," I realized something as his words sank in. They may have had the guise of helping me, My body is made of sticks, my skin made of paper and my heart made of glass and I am just waiting for the day that a strong gust of wind finally blows me over. There is a world where the monsters of our time are worshiped almost as gods. Humans throw themselves to their feet to be grants wealth, love, and eternal life. Elijah Romano is one of the oldest of these supernatural creatures and shares an intense hatred for humans because of their greed. Suri Cox is a 22-year-old girl with Duchenne Muscular Dystrophy. Her body is slowly deteriorating, and her heart is a ticking time bomb shuffling around the world. While working in a diner she encounters Elijah and his nephew, and he is drawn to her because of her indifference despite being on deaths doorstep. She is quickly thrown into a world of danger, deceit and vengeance, all the while she struggles to just keep her heart beating. WARNING: THERE WILL BE MENTIONS OF CHEATING, DEATH, AND GRAPHIC IMAGERY ASSOCIATED WITH DEATH. THERE WILL ALSO BE SEXUAL SCENES AS THE STORY PROGRESSES. DISCRETION IS ADVISED. The cover is not my art.

[COMPLETED] Rinnie Everfell had always dreamed of going beyond the castle wall. The day that dream came true was also the day everyone she held dear died in the hands of the rebels. Bound by a promise to survive, she ran for her life, only to encounter a naked man deep in the woods. Out of desperation, Rinnie asked for his help and found herself agreeing to the reward he wanted, HER. Excerpt: “Rinnie,” he called with his warm baritone voice and placed his palm against the door to stop me from leaving. “You are a werewolf and your destined mate for life will be chosen by fate,” I whispered as I turned around to face him. “It was said that once you find your true mate, it was by instinct, by the maddening desires, by nature, telling you that was the mate you will love passionately for life.” “I am not that mate, Hugo,” I stressed my claim adamantly. “Rejecting your mate also means rejecting your destiny.” SLAM! His pair of crimson eyes glowed menacingly as he slammed his palm against the door. I fought the fear that instantly crept into my heart. “Destiny? Fate?” My back fused against the door as he bent over until his face was a palm length away from mine. “And who is this Destiny Fate to decide for me?” “Hugo—” “I decide for myself, Rinnie.” He seethed as his fangs let themselves known. “If I say you are my one true mate, then you are my one true mate. If this world disagrees, then let it be damned.” Little did Rinnie know, dealing with the devious, narcissistic, and a walking red flag Alpha, who was bold enough to go against his fate, would be the least of her concerns. With people after her, the secret of her identity, and the rotting truth of her "perfect life" slowly unveiling its covers, Rinnie must find a way to survive the vicious world of werewolves and vampires. Disclaimer: The cover is not mine. credits to the artist ****** Original Story by: alienfrommars FOLLOW ME ON INSTAGRAM for original character arts: @authoralienfrommars Discord server: https://discord.gg/tbS4rKec3e

What comes after death? When Alsis Pearl's nemesis killed him, he was sent to the Undead Plane. Normally, he would have lost his memories, but due to a crack in space, he was able to keep them. The Undead Plane was a world filled with nothing but bones and rotting flesh. And so, Alsis found himself at a standstill with a brainless skeleton which stared at his soul fire menacingly. How he would cope in this new and unfamiliar world? Would he start his own undead kingdom? Read more to find out.

COMPLETED! Snippet: A year ago Raine was discharged from mental institution and had to live in the orphanage. It wasn't the best place. At least not for someone like her. Until one faithful night she met him. *** He stopped the car. The clutched on the blanket tightened as Raine wonder if she did something wrong. She could feel it when Torak reached out his hand at her. Will he hit me? Raine shivered with that thought. Torak pulled back the hoodie off her head and gently tucked her hair behind her ear. "Don't." He said firmly, "I want to see you, don't hide yourself…" ************** “The spirit of the guardian angel will breathe new life into human child. Three guardian angels will be born into terrestrial world once again and the three of you will be their protectors.” “Protectors!!?” Jedrek snapped. In the end, he stopped walking and turned his back to look at the moon goddess from far distance away, his eyes glistening red with anger. His wolf was livid. “Why do you think we will help?” Kace asked while narrowing his black obsidian eyes, his wolf took control of him. He was the youngest among the three and the less temperamental among them. The three of them were cursed by Selene because of their ferocious action to gain supreme power and authority. The moon goddess didn’t bless them with a mate as a punishment of their atrocious way and forced them to involve in this deadly war with the demons. “You will turn us into a slave for those sickly creatures!?” Torak asked incredulously. “Aren’t you afraid that we will snap them into two?” The guardian angel was so fragile and they as lycanthropes didn’t appreciate the weaknesses. “No, you will not.” Selene said patiently. “You will not be their slave nor hurt them, you will cherish them in every way possible.” Jedrek laughed menacingly upon hearing this, they didn’t care about the resurrected of the beast, once they crossed their territory, with or without the guardian angel he would tear their body apart. “I will be the last person they will see, once I find them.” He was referring to both the guardian angel and the demon. But, the next voice from Selene was laced with mirth when she spoke. “You will not hurt your mate.” ============================ Session 1 (chapter 1 - 394) : Torak Donovan - Raine (completed). Session 2 (chapter 395 - 628) : Kace Donovan - Hope (completed) Session 3 (chapter 629 - 1083) : Jedrek Donovan - Lilac (completed) Session 4 (chapter 1084 - on going) : Side Stories ============================ This is a werewolf story and of course a fantasy! Since everybody has their own version of the way supernatural life, here I am trying to write mine. If you have read other werewolf stories, you will be aware there are similarities and differences. ============================ ***Caution! English is not my first language, so there is a possibility that you will find grammatical error (I didn't do it intentionally though), if it makes you uncomfortable, please let me know so I can fix it. *You have been warned ^^ Any constructive criticisms are very welcome! .......................................................................................... ##Meet me on instragram : jikan_yo_tomare ##Cover by: @Gisel.arts Check out my other stories: **PURPLE DAWN TILL DUSK: dearest through the time **THE STORY OF DUSK

This time I yelped in pain and he smiled at me and said menacingly, "Human girl oh human girl. Haven't you ever read any fairy tales?" He chuckled spurred on by his own agenda, as I whimpered in pain and continued his taunting. "How many times have they instructed you not to go into the woods alone? Alas you couldn't help yourself could you?" he questioned me rhetorically, chuckling darkly. "The adrenalin had you hooked! You weren't scared because you have been running in these woods for months. Nothing ever changed you know where every pebble lies." My eyes went wide as I wiped some blood off of my face. He had been watching me, that knowledge made me shiver in fear and stopped my blood cold. "Oops," he retorted in mock surprise. "Cats out the bag, I know you Xander, well i know your face and how you run and that sometimes you like to sing along outloud." ______________________________ This story is not about the girl who got lost in the forest ... its about the badass wolf who chased her.....

When Su Jiu dies on her eighteenth birthday, she transmigrates into a novel about painful love and becomes an adorable four-year-old child. After she grows up, she will become the villainous second female lead in the novel. Not only will that happen, but her father is also a lazy bum! Su Jiu is worried sick about her father. “Daddy, you’re not allowed to eat anymore. Maintain your figure!” “Daddy, there’s a shoot for you tomorrow. Prepare for it!” “Daddy, pull yourself together! Don’t you want to find a stepmother for me?” “Daddy, it’s time for you to receive the award. Think about your thank you speech!” With Su Jiu's help, her father, who is initially a deeply hated and unpopular celebrity, becomes the most popular celebrity in the nation and earns loads of money. As the only inheritor, Su Jiu owns assets worth billions of yuan. With such an enjoyable life, she can just play her life away. However— Wait a moment! Why is the menacing, stubborn and evil villain courting her, instead of the main female lead? She only showed some concern to him when he was a child. Why does he miss her so much? Furthermore, isn’t he an emotionless money-making machine? Why is he doing this? Many years later, the villain becomes the most powerful figure in the business and entertainment world. He even becomes her father’s boss! As a father who dotes on his daughter, he realizes that there is an evil wolf eyeing his daughter. Hence, he fearfully educates her on all sorts of safety precautions. She must treasure her life and stay away from the villain! However, the villain smirks menacingly. “Su Jiu, marry me. I’ll give you everything—even my life. Otherwise, I’ll blacklist your father and destroy everything that he has!” Su Jiu is speechless. “…???”

I felt my breath and my consciousness gradually leaving my body. This wasn't real! This has to be a joke! Please! Please tell me this is a horrible dream. My body started to shake out of my control as my eyes glance up at him. The thrill was all over his face and his eyes danced with excitement, smiling menacingly down at me. Mate! I'm his... Mate? "Yes...you belong to me..." He seethed. "Every bit of you, flaws and all, is mine... You're all mine!

"stand up",he says in a deep voice staring at her timid figure . she was shivering due to his previous outburst , thinking he may hurt her again.Still sitting at the same spot against the wall crying silently. "stand the fuck up !!",he growls in a dangerous manner . She immediately stand with slumped shoulders not daring to look in his bloodshot eyes. He menacingly looking at her wet clothes that are working like a second skin gritted his teeth. "strip!!"voice reverberated in the room that run chills down her spine.

“Is she your wife?” The doctor asked, after running some tests, to be certain Julian was free of any form of injury. “She is a girl I met on the streets.” Alex replied, looking menacingly at Julian with the 'just say anything and hear from me later look’. Julian was fuming. It was his nerve to lie. He couldn’t even own up to his sh*t but was comfortable lying even in her presence. She wondered how badly raised he must have been. “Doctor, my name is Julian. I do not even know his name, and for the record, he hit me.” Julian said as she fired shots into his eyes with the ‘do your worst look’. Alexander Blackwood, a British guy, is an uncouth, imposing male who suffers from ego and a dominant perplexing attitude. In his opinion, the idea of love is for the weak and feeble minded. However, for secular reasons, he embarks on a journey to Nigeria where he first meets Julian through an unfortunate incident. It takes a lot to tangle and their journey is rift with the dynamics and challenges of grappling with finding love across varying personalities and different socio-cultural contexts .

[Mature Content. 18+] "The darkness that dwells in him, will be the end of me." ------------------------------------------------------------------------- He raised his gloved hand and he pulled her hair bringing her face close to his. "Why did you run away Mia?", he asked in a dangerously calm voice. She sobbed quietly, shutting her eyes and refusing to meet his. "I asked you something you know I hate it when I have to repeat something." He bought his other hand to grip her cheek. She looked at him, the dark red orbs staring into her soul. She whimpered never had he looked at her this way before. He sighed. "You know what maybe a few heads rolling will help you to speak." She shook her head. "Your-ur Majesty. Please please they didn't do", she begged him. "Shhh..." He then placed his hands on her cheek lovingly wiping away her tears, "You know it is your fault these people are going to die. It was you that wanted to play chase. Now I will kill all those people that planted the idea of freedom in that pretty little head of yours" She shivered as he looked at her menacingly with a dark smirk on his face. "Starting with your dear brother."

I was in the locker room changing when I heard the door open. He grabbed my head and turned me around. "Sup nerd~" He teased, "Ready for another lesson??" He asked menacingly. This time I was scared even more because of the dark look in his brown hazelnut eyes and because I was shirtless and exposed. My chest grew warm and shone off a blue light. "What the -" He murmured confused. 'Huh?' _________________________________________ In our reality by the time you turn 18 you find your soulmate. The day of your 18th birthday your hair changes to the color of your combined light. Your chest glows a colorful light from your chest and theirs when both have had the time of awakening. From then on you feel whatever emotion the other is feeling, as well as you can feel their presence when they aren't within 5 feet of you. If they reject you...bad things can happen. 'I never thought my 7 year crush and bully would become my soulmate. What's going to happen to us?' 《《《《《《《《《《《《《《《《《《《《《《《《《《》》》》》》》》》》》》》》》》》》》》》》》》》》 'Ello this is the author and I am here to say 2 things.....#1 PLEASE don't judge me on this story, this is my first boyxboy story....and #2 Please comment, like and share this story if you like it.

Ramiel, A prince of hell and Lucifer's favorite was sent to earth on a Mission. He got carried by love and settled with Selena, the grand daughter of Nyctimus. Lucifer called Ramiel back to hell, but he refused; causing Lucifer to descend on earth to take him back. To teach them a lesson Lucifer blessed and cursed their Son, Reynard. Blessed with unsurmountable power and cursed to never find Love. Will Reynard ever find love? ~~~~~~~~~~ **Excerpts** "You abandoned the mission for them. You forsake your brother for them. Now watch how I destroy them both!" "No! Please! Don't hurt him!" Ramiel pleaded. "I'll go with you." "Of course, you will." Lucifer turned his head menacingly. "Still, I'll have them punished for your mistake!" Saying that; Selena was transformed into a stone wolf and Little Raynard suddenly started floating in the air as Lucifer roared. "You abandoned the mission because you fell in love. Your son must never make the same mistake as you. He will now be immortal with numerous powers. He will live a long, dejected, and torturous life! "He will never find love!" "He'll be undefeatable! Unbeatable! Unstoppable And... Unlovable!

She burst into the extravagant room. The room was covered from top to bottom with gold designs. The huge room had a large oval table in the center under a diamond chandelier. And at that table there they sat. The 12 great gods of Olympus. All their heads snap at the abrupt sound. She walks slowly, menacingly, her red cloak flows behind her hood covering the top half of her face only showing her sadistic smirk. The room Is in stunned silence. All you can hear is the mocking click of her heals and scrape of her staff. Zeus at the head of the table stands from his chair. "Who.Are.You." The king of Olympus says. The words are slow and threatening. He's more than a little angry who would dare interrupt the most powerful beings of this world. She doesn't answer just keeps walking towards the gods. Zeus begins taking sharp strides towards her. Her voice is barely a whisper as she lifts her staff slightly and brings it down to the ground making the red gem at the top glow a vibrant red. "Sit." Zeus flys back into his chair, shocking the other gods. He attempts the stand but it's as if he's stuck to his chair. The god's eyes are now back on the mysterious female some eyes contain fear other amazement. She had just commanded the king of all gods with the flick of her wrist. She reaches the close end of the table where the queen of Olympus, Hera, sits. She looks up at her and recognition flashed through her eyes then fear. "I'm Kar-" "Karma" a deep voice interrupts as she unveils her face.

[Mature Content, R18] "What are you doing in my bedchamber?" Eliana Winxx asked, quirking an eyebrow. "Go away, I have to practice." "What's the point of inbreathing sparks when I can eject ten fold of them in dense liquid?" Hades Costello Alarie, the mighty Dragon, and God, closed the door. "Entertain your husband and become powerful." .... In a sea of red roses, once appeared a gold bud, in a tree distinct from all. Moon poured all its platinum-gold beam on it, and mounting on the wheel of time, the flowerlet slowly blossomed. Just as youth birthed nectar in it, and the flower started secreting fragrance-filled oil, which was carried by the fastest element of nature for thousands of miles, bees from all around the continent began swarming over it. It's aesthetic beauty, heart-stirring allure and irresistible fragrance aroused adoration from all. Sadly, soon it was silhouetted by the shadow of bad luck that menacingly loomed over all its glory, and it ended up being the glamorous lure to all wing-flapping noises that robbed it of its own solace. With that, incessant, unwarranted and gratuitous dangers akin to shameless weeds commenced sprouting. Thickly overgrown, they were within an ace of suffocating the flower, shooting it with their vile deflowering attempts—time and again. The gold flower, only one of its kind, had to shed its clemency under great provocations. It concealed its sweetness, and armed itself with a coat of thorns. None could touch it, none could edge near to it, the ones did were instantly subjected to merciless punishment, ending their lives which had been sucked off life-force as a pulp of meat. This continued for eight hundred years until a crafty bee cast a brilliantly-weaved potent spell on it, and the spellbound flower loosened her grip on the guard. The consequence that soon came to bite it was that of ruination. The spell did break in the end. Nonetheless, just like a mirror coming in contact with a hard rock, the flower, dragging the full tree with it, broke into tiny shards and the debris flew miles away. Follow the flower in its journey to stand up again, seeking revenge and ascending the untouchable, venerated peak of goddesshood. ..... P. S: This beautiful cover isn't mine; I'm obliged to take it off, just as the owner demands.