Bellowed Crossword

Ning Shu had dropped dead. But in a burst of good fortune she became a task-taker in charge of counterattacking for pitiful cannon fodder. Thus, Ning Shu, in one world after another, took all kinds of life roles, encountered all kinds of ‘you’re heartless, you’re ruthless, you’re making trouble for no reason’ people. She encountered all sorts of white lotus flowers, green tea bitches, scheming bitches, by the batch. Does any true beauty still exist in the world!? bellowed Ning Shu angrily. You annoying trash! I’m just here to counterattack, please don’t get in the way of me completing my task. Transmigration main character, reincarnation main character. There’s only a lazy task-taker, no undestroyable main character halo. Ning Shu had no choice but to painfully gather moral integrity in each of the worlds

"She stopped me from coming to the wedding!" "It's because she loved you and did not want me to marry you." "Do you think I'll trust you again? You liar!" He bellowed but he had believed her.

Volume 1 #The infamous dark Alpha is my bodyguard# "I Blair, the third princess of Neblon, reject you as my Alpha..." She trailed off, No sooner had she said those words did she feel an excruciating pain in her chest that made her clench it hard.  Sad tears flowed down her cheeks as her gaze landed on the man whom she had loved with all she had, in despair. Why did it have to be like this? She had thought of living a simple and beautiful life with him alone. She was ready to leave everything behind for him, she was ready to forego her title as the princess... All for him and what did he do to repay her? He betrayed her. He betrayed every single trust she had for him, he shut her out of his heart like trash, and he treated her ruthlessly like how he did to everyone around him. If she had known, she wouldn't have fallen for him. She would have respited him the moment her eyes fell on him, she would have treated him like the animal he was but she was too late.   "I don't want you either" His heartless response came afterward, he hadn't even been fazed by her rejection.    Blair chuckled, she was laughing at her carelessness, her stupidity, her rash decision... She dragged her family and kingdom to hell just because of him. She was sure that Neblon would never forgive her, and her family would never forgive her for what she had done. -Volume 2- #The dark Alpha's salvation#   She wanted revenge on him, for destroying her life, killing those who were dear to her and those that were killed innocently. Out of everyone in the world, she hated and resented him the most.    "You are not my wife" He softly spoke, his gray eyes gazing at the hard hands in front of him. He knew the owner of this hand and he wanted her to reveal herself.    A taunting smile lingered on Blair's lips as she threw away the veil. She pointed the dagger close to his neck and pinned him to the large bed.      "Just who I thought it was" He breathed out as he stared into her eyes. Zephyr wouldn't have thought that she was this determined to kill him. She ruined his wedding by switching places with his bride just to have him killed. He must praise her.   "I won't let you off, I told you" She bellowed.  -Volume 3- See to -Bride of the shadows-

Sengoku!" The thunderously loud bellow has Rosinante flinching, scuttling to hide behind Sengoku's chair. In the boy's defence, it is the first time he'll be exposed to all of the boisterous riot that is Monkey D. Garp. If he could get away with it, Sengoku would quite like to run and hide too. The Vice Admiral barges his way into Sengoku's office as per usual; smashing straight through the paper wall as if it isn't even there. Yes, the paper wall. One can only go so long with rebuilding the usual walls, can only go so long with Garp continuously forcing his way through each supposedly sturdy wall, before the towel gets thrown in and the switch to paper is made. Easier to 'rebuild' and cheaper too. "Sengoku, Sengoku, look! This here's my little girl!"

A one-night stand that should not have happened. A perfect night that had gone wrong. Was it fate or a mistake? Jules Morgan was just like any other girl. She dared to dream of marrying the ideal husband and living on a white picket fence. But such was not her luck when she found herself in bed with a stranger the fateful night before her wedding day. She had given herself to another man. Due to guilt, she ditched her groom at the altar, leaving Dale with a note that the wedding was off. She believed she did not deserve a good man like him. As if that was not bad enough, after a few weeks, Jules discovered she had conceived a child from her transgression. Now, she believed she had reached rock bottom. However, she was mistaken. That was not yet the worst part, as she uncovered the identity of her father's child. She knew right then she had to escape him. He could never know that they had a child. Besides, she did not have the heart to hurt Dale again by parading another man's child, especially this man's child. She left everything and attempted to raise her child alone. She was doing fine until her child ended up in the hospital in critical condition. She needed a large sum of money that she did not have. She had no family and barely had friends. She had no one. Except for Damon, the father of her child. She guessed desperate times required desperate measures. But what if he wanted more than she bargained for? *** "A child..." He looked at her with contempt. "You dare to tell me that we have a son." Then, a bellowing laughter echoed in the room. "I am telling the truth. And Oliver needs your help." She knew naming her son might help convince him. "He is very sick." "I am not a doctor. I can't cure him." He said philosophically, obviously mocking her. "I don't need you to treat him. I need your money." She blurted due to her frustration and desperation. The last thing she wanted was to reach out to him and ask for his help, but she had no more choices left. "Finally..." His eyes stared at her, making her feel like they were drilling into her skull. "... we are finally getting somewhere." "What do I get by giving you money?" He asked after a long silence. She looked at him dumbfounded. "You get to help your son." She shouted angrily, infuriated with the heartless man. She still could not understand how she ended up sleeping with him. If she had been only sensible that night, she would never have slept with him, not even in her dreams. "I don't even know if he was my son. For all I know, you could have slept with another guest that night." With that said, her hand swung hard toward his face. The contact was swift, causing her to wince from the impact, feeling the pain in her palm and fingers. But she could not help but wonder if she hurt him when he hardly moved. "Damn you!" She finally found her voice as she turned to leave. She did not need him or his money. She just had to find another way. "Not so fast." Suddenly, he grabbed her arm and yanked her back into his side. "Don't you want to hear my proposal," He added with a vicious smile. "I will give you the money you need and more if you help me with one thing." "What?" "Marry me." [Warning: Mature steamy content, slight violence (in the later chapters), and some inappropriate language] COVER PHOTO - Credit to the owner.

"Pregnancy test... serological test for syphilis, hepatitis B, and HIV...huh!" Brain hurriedly scanned through the results of the report. As his shocked and confused brain slowly digested the result, the colour slowly drained from his face. His dilated pupil turned bloodshot as a tornado of fury rose from the pit of his stomach. "Lola!" Brian bellowed ferociously like an ear-deafening thunderclap. ***** Bound by the laws of loyalty, obligations and sacrifice, twenty-seven-year-old Lola Hart, a hardworking and devoted wife is forced to endure a childless marriage, a nagging husband and ungrateful in-laws. Just when she thought life couldn't get any worse, her monotonous life is flipped upside down, when her husband passes out in her arms on their fifth wedding anniversary celebration. Saddled with the sole responsibility of footing the hospital bills and saving her husband life, Lola is lured into a world of lies, deception, abuse, betrayal and humiliation. Amidst Lola's trials and temptations was an anonymous billionaire CEO, who was ready to move mountains just to put a smile on her face. What would happen when Lola discovers that her secret benefactor and admirer, was no other person than Richmond Gibson, her husband's boss? ******* Hello readers, Thanks for selecting this amazing book. This story is dear to my heart because it looks at some of the challenges married women face. The intriguing life of the FL will make you laugh. It will make you cry. It will make your angry and it will make you happy. Best of all, it will keep you on the edge of your seat. Please, support this book by voting massively with power stones and golden tickets, gifting, leaving comments and adding to your library collection.

His Ultimate Goal is Power, Power so Unstoppable that no one and nothing could ever hope to go against him. Follow the journey of a Slums kid who, after some unfortunate accidents, ends up on a bloody path for more and more power. He discovers his special abilities and uses them to surpass anyone on his path to true strength so that he can finally live a carefree life. Unexpectedly this bloody path leads up to him becoming a Hero to the masses although he finds himself to be the farthest thing from a Hero. He may be a Hero to many but he's also a Villain to Many. ____________________________________________ This story is focused on the upbringing of a Hero and the tragedies that follow him as he grows into the man he's destined to be. The psychological traumas that follow the so called Hero's and how they manage to handle them though that comes much later into the story. Follow Leroy as he overcomes and triumphs over his enemies, no matter who they are or what their purpouse is. ____________________________________________ If you want to chat then join my discord down bellow. Discord: https://discord.gg/EEq56pStGV

"I am the rightful Luna of your pack. A position I will not share with your whores. They can warm your bed, and bear your pups, but I didn't leave my family behind, to become a nobody in your pack." I finished calmly, laying back on the leather seat, my eyes forward. I heard his sharp intake of breath and smiled internally. He jerked my hand, making me flinch. "It is my pack and what I say goes." He bellowed, narrowing his eyes on me. "And if I say no one should know you are mate that is exactly what is gonna happen." He held my hand too tightly. I am sure it will leave a bruising. "I, Daphne Roberts, reject you, Alpha Kieran Robinson as my mate." ********* Kieran Robinson is the most feared and ruthless Alpha ever lived. He is used to having everyone worship the very ground he walks on until he meets his mate. An Omega with a mouth that cuts deep than any dagger could. She, despite her frail frame, is a force of nature and, Alpha Kieran's worst nightmare.

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Mina has no idea if "she" is dead or alive. But one thing's for sure - with her new furry identity, no one would know she used to have only two legs. Armed with her razor-sharp wit and newly discovered cat skills, Mina knows her chances of living a comfortable life is higher with a human who can handle her cattitude and put up with her thirst for fame. With her squeaky sidekick Tarou, Mina discovers the world through the eyes of a cat and sets off to change the course of her once pathetic life. At this second shot at life, Mina has one goal -- total world domination or something significant enough to be mentioned in history books. Unfortunately, fate may have other plans in store for her. Warning: This novel is full of misunderstandings between a cat and a mouse. -- "What happened?" he bellowed in a voice that sent chills to the soldier and the servant. Knowing the master's temper, the soldier quickly explained. "This servant kicked the master's cat." The master looked at the servant with a murderous look. "Which foot?" Shaking in fear as the master looked at him with a murderous glance, the servant couldn't say a word. "Which foot?" The master asked again, this time in a louder voice. The servant's knees betrayed him when he heard those words. He immediately went down on his knees. "I'm sorry master, I will not do it again." he pleaded earnestly, his hands grasping each other. "Master, have mercy on me." He eyed man begging at his feet with disdain. He walked past the man and inched closer to the slumped cat on the floor. He picked up the creature with extreme care, patting its head. He took a quick look at the dejected man before looking at the soldier who eyed him nervously. "A toe will do." The servant looked at the cat who appeared so haughty as if it is the master's wife. "Even the most beautiful maidens could not move the master's heart. How could a cat make him act like a husband who is saving his wife?" he muttered under his breath. Lording over its victory over the servant, the cat let out a smile revealing its fangs as if mocking the man.

Warning : MATURE CONTENT "Do you suppose there is anywhere in this world and beyond that you can run to, anything you would ever do...that would free me from this torture you've instilled inside me," Alastair Hawthorne growled, eyes blazing like an erupted Volcano. He took her hand and placed it over his chest, over his strong and beating heart. "Listen, Little Siren," He bellowed her name softly, and she trembled upon his call and upon his touch, "You'll bear the burden of what you've done to me. Do I make myself clear?!" She shook her head at him, whispering with the heaviest of hearts, "I'm sorry...," . . . Aaliyah Manchester grew up in a dreadful Orphanage, away from the burning eyes of the world. She is maltreated and made a slave, but all that changes when the mystery lurking in the night opens its arms to her. A mystery in form of a man...with the pair of strangest eyes she's ever seen. Now, Aaliyah is given only Fourteen days to cure the growing hatred of the owner of those eyes...Alastair Hawthorne, the enigmatic man who lives alone in an old mansion far away from town. A walking terror during the day...and a lost soul at night. As Aaliyah tries to navigate her way through the mysteries surrounding this beautiful devil while fighting to hide deeper secrets of her own, a World of Allure begins to unfold itself! If she had known the whole thing was planned to lead to her demise, would she still had gone through with everything? And it all started...with a wedding. A wedding deep in the Night. ###################### Hello Dear Readers, I wrote every chapter of this book with my fingers trembling at how everything was slowly unfolding, and it got even worse when the characters took over the book and made it even more compelling to write. Everything unfolds carefully...and the secrets this book holds could kick you off your horse so hold on to your reigns And of course, I created it to be a lot more interesting than my other book ' His Majesty's Bride ' , so how about you give it a try? NB: Book cover does not belong to me and I would take it down immediately if requested! Encourage this Novel by supporting it with Powerstones, Golden Tickets and Gifts!!

Legends foretold, the spark of light Fallen from the heavens to bring delight Those who follow in her goddess's light Shall be brought to lands that heavens compare Darkness however knows they won't fare Against this gracious sunbeam's shimmering might Snuff this ember before ruin is brought upon the dark Go forth, my faithful beast of darkness! Engulf the spark before it destroys us all! _ One of heart, one of mind, one wish that made the heavens open their pearly gates. A miracle, born to lead the world into a new age of peace for the light elves. Unfortunately, that would mean the end for the dark elves. The crimes of their ancestors were pushed down through generations. The new age of peace has no place for half-demons, someone must put an end to the newborn Messiah. Unfortunately for Philomel, this death sentence of a mission was pushed to her, courtesy of the Chief's son, Asclepius. Asclepius, an ambitious, short-sighted dark elf, determined to bring the dark elves to their former glory. A person Philomel made the mistake of pissing off. Dragging along the oblivious entrance guard, (Amon) they begin their emotional rollercoaster of a journey. Daggers in hands, can they become the villains their tribe so badly needs, or will the guilt finally drag them under? _ A voice bellowed and screeched from all around him. It sounded like a million cries through the echoes of a cave, that shrieked as it spoke. The shadows reach out toward the blood-red sky, forming a huge dark figure, the figure of a roaring dragon. Its eyes shine through all the darkness, one a brilliant blue, the other a golden yellow, slits of black in the middle, when the dragon blinks, it blinks sideways. From the corner of the eyes to the other corner, rather than one eyelid to the other. " Was anything but pleasant." The distorted voice of his father reminded him as the dragon stomped around. Each stomp crushed the homes of many and killed screaming villages. " Is this what you wish for? Is this what your heart desires?" The disfigured voice questioned. __ " I win." Philomel smugly whispers to Lenny. Completely pleased with herself before noticing Lenny's heart rate beating against her own, matching her speed but was off her pace. It felt like her heart was pounding at an unnatural speed which felt scary but at the same time interesting. She barely noticed Lenny's hazel eyes sparkling as his shocked expression slowly melts into a blissful goofy smile. Her attention finally returned to Lenny when his chiseled jawline moved closer to her. Lenny's head leans forward kissing Philomel on the cheek as he stares at her with such soft eyes. Philomel instantly blushes as she gasps at the sudden kiss. Her lips trembling trying to think of something to say but her brain malfunctioned. Lenny let out a deep chuckle as he ran a hand through his mahogany chestnut brown hair, extremely happy at Philomel's cute reaction. _ There will be romance but it would be slow-paced since it's friends to lovers. No smut scenes. There will be battles and tons of emotional trauma. Super in the middle can go both ways. This book is experimental writing. It shall be written in script format, detailed, and have a rhythmic beat/freestyle poem to certain scenery descriptions. The story shall also have switched target audience, where certain chapters are tailored to male/ female readers. There will be a notice to inform which chapters are which. Female Tailored Chapters (FTC) will have more cute scenes between characters. Male Tailored Chapters (MTC) will have battle based on the Dungeon and Dragon format where the victory or defeat of a match is based on a dice roll. Upload Every Saturday I will also be posting this story on RoyalRoad.com and Inkitt. ______________________________________________

Bree is the newly crowned Luna Queen wolf, meanwhile Rhys is the Beastly King of the Lions.Both have a stand still rivalry that descended from their ancestors and looking for dominance in the Redloslds, The Golden Land, their home. Secretly, Rhys and Bree find each other fascinating yet spit fire to one's faces. What will happen when the Oracle reveals their interwined destiny? Excerpt: " Look at the conniving she-wolf." He bellowed with a followed exasperated laugh. Bree mocked as she used the same idiotic tone. Which made the lions and his guards pausing gaze at her. " I might be a conniving woman but at least I'm not a beast without a mate!"  She spit at him so it would burn the depth of his ego. His shrewd lion king ego. He squinted her eyes at her. " What about you old wrench." He attempted to fight back. " A woman doesn't always need a man, but a man always needs a woman." Bree retorted as the three men eyed her wanting to pounce on her but she just gave them a free caring smirk. " Anyways, I better get going. Today is important day for me, your Majesty. So gotta go. Bye." She dismissed herself but being dismissed formal swaying her hips side to side as the men stared. Other Current Works: A Throne of Shadow and Thorns Ex Mafia Boss turned into Mafia's Boss Mommy?! A Midnight Past A Bound Destiny I do not own the picture, all credit belongs to the artists!! DISCLAIMER: Mature Content Strong Language Violence Sexual Content

A handsome half-orc with a hulking body filled with perfect muscles stands carrying a great axe over one shoulder. His neon blue eyes watching the void, waiting for those that would threaten his world. Huge creatures with monstrous figures, beasts of the abyss, here to kill the orc. Their angered shrieks and pained screams filled the air. The corpses of these monsters surround his body, forming his throne of dread. His long tail smashed down, turning them into pulp while using his brutal axe with powerful chops, cleaving them into pieces. "This world shall become ours; you cannot stop our legion! Orc!" a distorted and evil voice sounded. "WATCH ME!" Shouted the orc, filled with confidence and pride. In defiance, a purple mist shrouded him as he transformed into a monster himself, with long gryphon wings and sharp horns from his head—a hulking muscular body and legs filled with thick scales and black hooves. Bang! The orc stepped forward, his heart burning with passion and desire as he bellowed with a demonic and distorted voice. "I am the Sovereign of Dread, foul Daemons. This is MY world! Return to your wasteland to rot, or DIE!" He was a manticore, the only male manticore ever to exist. He fights not for power. Not for glory! Alistair "Raven" Granbell fights only for his beloved women and because he LOVES to fight the strong and crush them under his axe Mor'vaal and prove he deserves his Dread Sovereign title. Dread Sovereign is exclusively published on Webnovel.com.

It was the year 2557 and a mysterious fog had enveloped the entire Blue Planet. Enveloped by this mysterious fog, the Blue Planet underwent an alarming transformation. The surface area of the Blue Planet increased and many eerie creatures started to emerge from the mysterious fog. These mutated creatures were extremely powerful and were not something that could be dealt with by the weapons that humans had. The Blue Planet instantly became a living hell. As human civilization collapsed, a new civilization was quietly born. Several humans gradually started to mutate and obtain a power that allowed them to fight with those mysterious mutated creatures. These mutated humans were collectively called genetic warriors. As a person who had transmigrated, Emerson also became a genetic warrior, and one who was bound to the Fusion System at that. He could fuse with the genes of any living creature. [Iron Horn Ant fusion. Strength Gene: +10.] [Wind Mantis fusion. Agility Gene: +10.] [Ground Bellower fusion. Technique: Elemental Affinity] In the end, a super genetic warrior who could fuse with any living creature was born. A god has appeared on the Blue Planet.

I gazed upon the horrific scene before me, my heart sinking as I took in the sight of Michael's lifeless body, crumpled amidst a pool of crimson. Emily and Jack, still trapped in a nearby cage, wailed and shrieked, their innocent eyes transfixed on this nightmarish tableau. Robert, restrained against the wall, wept openly, his naked torso marred by the seeping wounds that mirrored his anguish. With tear-filled eyes, he bellowed, "No!" and directed his desperate gaze downward, locking eyes with me. "It's just you and me now, Isabel," I whispered, my voice a mere tremor in the air. Months of relentless torment and suffering had transformed me into a person unrecognisable even to myself. Anger coursed through my veins, fuelled by the physical agony I endured and the emotional anguish inflicted upon my family for no justifiable cause. These myriad pains melded into an insatiable rage, unyielding and unquenchable. And before me stood the woman responsible, her posture radiating a sense of smug satisfaction. "That's it, Isabel! I've endured enough!" I bellowed at her, my voice reverberating with defiance. Her obsidian eyes widened, a chilling smile stretching across her pallid face, reveling in her perceived triumph.

“Screw them! Everything needs to be screwed!” It was the last Sunday that she'd spend at the restaurant where her hopes of starting her culinary career rested on. Elaine slumped at the table in a mess, surrounded by empty beer bottles and once filled plates. The aftermath of her closing down party was nothing short of uneventful — until the clock approached the crack of midnight. A frightening curiosity that touches fantasy, she heard a bellowing knock coming from outside of the door. Who could it be roaring at this hour on a miserable end of a diner? Panic-stricken, Elaine drew her weapon — a pan — and gradually dragged herself closer to the door. Upon opening, what surprises is not a man to steal the meager coffers she had, but a big black creature. “Woof!” “...” “Woof?” The frightened Elaine: “Please, someone. Wake me up from this fever dream!”

A man who lived a prosperous life, strong and faithful, forever for his god, died of old age with the count of a century and 22 years long life dedicated to his god. He was very old for a human and shouldn't be able to, but yes he did. He called his life a blessing and priviledge from God. He saved many people, even in his death. He hadn't spoke for over 12 years but at the time of his death speaked; "I have... lived a... long life. I brought many.... to my Lord... I did good things... I shared... the light... named Jesus... Now... I pass... my duty... upon you... who are... behind me.... and go... I will cross the jordan... river... and meet my father. Spread the word... make Jesus shine upon this dark world... may you give... all you have to GOD... for he will repay with double... may you lay all on the altar... for him... may you repeat and surpass what I have... accomplished. Carry the light... go and preach the gospell, till there is no more night." His words inpired many believers as they carried out his will and preached the gospel. Even till centuries later, His accomplishments bellowed throughtout the world. But, BUT. A big but. HE is secretly a mad fan of isekai. As people pray for him, that he may be in peace with the father, he was in another world. Interested? Now go on and read about the man- ehem womans new life. Pic is not mine. I took the pic from the net.

Did she just die on the day of her audition? It was the audition that would have given her the opportunity to act in her first-ever movie after years of being a stuntwoman. She woke up as a mediocre celebrity, married to a bigshot and pregnant with his child. She had the opportunity to be a celebrity in this life. She was not willing to lose it. She had to run away from the man and abort the child. " Sir, mam has climbed over the wall," the butler reported " As long as she is not hurt let her do whatever she wants. I heard pregnant women do crazy stuff sometimes, it's normal don't worry" answered Mr Robert. "Why do you keep trying to run away when you know it's impossible? There is nowhere on this earth I am unable to find you, darling. Just stay at home and be a good girl," said Robert as he patted Ema on her head. With an angry stare, she bellowed, "I do not want to be a stay-at-home mom or a wife. What I want is to be a celebrity okay? A celebrity!" Ema ran to her room and closed the door with a bang! "She should have told me earlier," Robert said " Charles the entertainment company that has been dormant, it's time it became useful," "Yes sir," replied Charles

“What did you do?!” she exclaimed, her breathing becoming unsteady. The reflection of a woman with white long hair braided all the way at the back and had three horns protruding on top of her head mimicked her expression. The water rippled a little but the image staring at her remained the same. Her complexion almost blinded her with the vast whiteness that stretched around her. Turning her head from left to right, she found nothing and no one to help her understand what happened. “What did you do?!” she bellowed. [Welcome Priestess! Opening The Fortress in 3…] [2…] [1…] – In the year 2770, Avalon Haze was found dead in her white wedding dress with her fiancé lying lifeless beside her. The police held their bodies in custody. However, under odd circumstances, Avalon Haze went missing. Several millennia later, a new online game called Priestess Online summoned players all over Zion with its promising reward. Unbeknownst to the reward, Zera and her friends joined the frenzy finding themselves faced with the dilemma of being sucked into the game itself. With an array of strange beasts at their heels, the constant need to fight their way to the top, and with limited knowledge regarding the game, will they make it out alive? -- !!!NOTE!!! VOLUME 5: Will be a sequel but with a new MC and a new villain. ** DISCLAIMER: The cover is not mine. Kudos to the artist. And special thanks to Sendaline_16 for editing it. :)) **A few things to note: the title Priestess is only for the character's title. I mean no harm in anything related to it in real life. Have fun reading!

"Genova is missing!" Sally yells so hard that she doesn't need a gong and a trumpet to make this announcement. These three words and audible gasps of shock from the workers outside put us all in panic. "How did you know?" Damon lets go of her, and she goes crashing on the floor due to her ill-judged movement. "She dumped the wedding dress inside a bathtub full of water, and I've spent over an hour searching everywhere for her," My stomach squeezes and tightens into knots, as I try to properly align the words I just heard. "Can it be that she eloped with an old lover?"  "Did she possibly develop a tad of cold feet before the wedding?" "Aside from smoking which of course is a bad habit, Genova is a nice girl. Alpha Cahill might be abusive because of his alleged monstrous nature," "Fucking worse timing of the century, isn't it?" Several uncertain questions are flying in the air, until my mother, Meredith Rose, slams her fist against the table in front of everyone, startling us all and gaining silence almost immediately  "Enough!" She bellows, her veins bulging out along her neck in exasperation. "We've got to figure out a way out of this, Or Alpha Cahill will shred us into pieces. The loans we are owing, your father's uncleared debts after his death. My fucking god, I can't believe Genova will do this to us," mom facepalms in distress, tapping her feet against the floor in frustration. "Let's go find her, it might be she's homesick already and wants some time alone," Archibald suggests, while he's being stopped by Sally with a raise of the hand. "Few of the workers formed a search party and one came with the news of someone seeing a tomboy who bears a striking resemblance to Genova, running away with a man." Sally points this out, and all three of my brothers exchange knowing looks, with their lips thinning. "Jack Snyder," they chorus and I gasp. I cannot believe she's ran away with that psycho ex of hers. Who in their right state of mind will ditch her own wedding with Alpha Cahill and run away with a man who's lost all sanity? My mom who has been silent all these while suddenly shivers-jolts, her eyes sparkling with certainty, then she points at me, the youngest Brewer sibling.  "You, Mathilda...you will have to take the place of your sister to marry Alpha Cahill." *** Mathilda's life changes when her elder sister runs away on her wedding day and she's being persuaded by her mother and brothers to protect them from an impending wicked fate until she reluctantly agrees to marry Alpha Cahill. She's left with no alternative but to adhere to not bring shame to the Alpha and put the lives of her family members at stake. Will she be able to cope with Alpha Cahill who doesn't regard her in any aspect, but is enraged and wouldn't let her go while he's in search of her elder sister? She's however, forced to reject her own mate after becoming the Luna of the Blackwood pack, and what she doesn't expect is to develop feelings for Alpha Cahill in the process of protecting her family. But she has no idea a lot is in store for her as Luna of the Blackwood pack.  The dreadful Luna Ritual if Cahill touches her and she gets pregnant, Cahill's half-brother who seems to be infatuated with her.  And having to face the jealous female population of the Blackwood and other neighboring packs. Puzzling circumstances are shoved into the picture when Cahill's actual, self-entitled Luna-wannabe mate comes out from nowhere and makes her presence known, perplexing him and hurting Mathilda. And just as Mathilda is contemplating if she and Cahill will be able to overcome everything and everyone, Genova Brewer returns. This leaves Mathilda wondering if Cahill will be with her or choose her sister, his first love over her. She's only a substitute for Luna, or isn't she?

In this World insects have blessed bodies with stronger, tougher, more resilient physiques, but with the World's Will advocating for balance and stability there are drawbacks to those incredible traits. Their souls lay dormant for one realm higher than the rest of the non intelligent species unable to achieve intelligence beforehand. Even when they do awaken their souls and gain free will it's suppressed to a certain degree rendering them bellow average in that aspect with most choosing to follow their instincts still. but the World's Will isn't perfect nor omniscient so mistakes do happen, though so far no problem occurred … so far. (Cover art shamelessly stolen by bluemantiIs, if you see this and want it removed reach out)

In this era, Dragons that live in the ends of the earth, invade the cities and towns of human dwellings, consuming every shred of life form, exhaling fire, pouring dark fumes from their body and hauling humans up in their talons till blood was the sole remains. But unbeknownst to man, there are far greater secrets buried deep beneath the carnivorous and menacing exterior of these Bestial Forages. Imogen, a young damsel from the Kingdom of Tristendyre, had always lived a blyth and peaceful life as the sole apprentice of the Royal Physician at the Imperial Castle, destined to inherit the mantle. However, the Destinies have other courses decided for her life to take: in a story of discovering her true Past and the calling predestined for her Future: a Warrior chosen by an ancient Prophecy to fight the Dragons. Not only is her present life stolen from her, but in this journey, Imogen brushes shoulders with the treachery of Governments, Fugitivity, love and Death. There are also other warriors born in her time, elected by divine Fate to war against the Dragons that breathe threats to the survival of mankind. ~ It was a fair evening in the Kingdom of Tristendyre and the people were about their lives. Just as one would admire the skies of eventide, there was a sudden shot of torrid fire that pierced its way across the heavens. Clouds scampered to make way. The whole scene was rending to favour the advent of large, menacing Rengaulian Dragons. The flames they had breathed began feverishly consuming the contents of the cities, while people fled for their lives. The chaos was unbearable, screams and fright making a mastery of the airs. One of the large beasts rested his perch on the Crown of St. Erdengaur that was the heart of the Kingdom. He roared till even the stars and planets abroad could have heard his battle cry. Tristendyre was in great disarray whilst the savages did slither around the cities and draw out various humans in their talons, consuming them. Various people wilted in the fires while others were intoxicated by the fumes that were expelled from beneath the scales of some dragons. But the Chief Dragon that led the brutal massacre was oddly most fervent in hauling the peak, as though it was unearthing the land thereof for mining treasures. Whilst terror and Death did spread their mantles over the Kingdom, a single throbbing eye could look up into the heavens, through the fire and debris, and see the moon veil her face in blue. Every soul was torn between saving their loved ones or their own breath; status, hatred, love, none of them bore the worth of even a wasted candle at the face of such dire situation of looming Death. Many voices were bloodcurdling screams of pain and fear. Just then, there was a mighty and blaring sound of a Dragon’s bellow erupting and the grounds of St. Erdengaur was spilt, making way for the rise of the most frightful and treacherous looking Beast one had seen in all their lives. The Dragon that had been tilling the Summit of St. Erdengaur had descended to the bowels of the earth and had transformed into a more hellish version of its erstwhile figure. The very omen of Death being its face, talons and wings and lava and scales; if the darkest and most murderous night of the Earth’s centuries could bear the shape of a body, it would be that very Creature that spread his roguish self across a large part of the humbled Kingdom. And at that sight, there was absolute hopelessness for man-kind’s survival ~ Will the warriors of men survive the claws of their governments that they are victims to and finally break free to face the Dragons in mutiny? Will they find the various dark secrets of the Dragons’ legacy and Origin and win against the beasts to save their kind? Join Imogen and her friends as they journey through the wild story to unravel the mystery of the Dragons ~

[Completed] "When am I getting a new mom? " Maya choked and sputtered on her drink getting herself into a coughing fit while I was quite startled but showed no other reaction other than that. I was expecting it anyway  Maya got herself after some moments "You! " She bellowed "That's no way to tal-"  I dismissed Maya with a wave of my hand fixing my attention on my dear daughter  . "Why? " I asked exuding an authoritative aura with an arrogant smile tugging at a corner of my lips  Isabelle smiled back at me, a fierce determination to win this battle evident on her face "I need a motherly figure " "And? " "Girls just want their mom sometimes " "And? " "Need someone to talk boys stuff with" "You can always discuss it with me" I blurted out without even realizing it and the reply I got was an awkward cough from Maya and a death stare from my daughter. "Well, we can always compromise on that " I tried minimizing the damage done. Why does it all go south when it comes to boy's stuff? Isabelle stood up abruptly and banged her hand hard against the table almost knocking some dishes over in the process "Just admit it!What makes you think you can be able to handle me in my rebellious teenage years? " I  wanted to reply when I heard Maya murmur beneath her breath "As if you aren't rebellious enough now? " I smirked,she was definitely the perfect match for Isabella and I had the perfect plan in mind.  "So let's say I agree, who do you want for a mother? "I said throwing the ball in her court and hoping she'll make the right choice "Tina? or.....? " Isabelle stared at me skeptically, obviously wondering if I was sincere or playing around. So I focused my intense and get down to business gaze on her and in a few moment, her lips twitch upward in a smirk , as if we were communicating telepathically, she said "I want her" Isabelle announced pointing at an absent minded female entertaining herself with a grilled chicken and quite oblivious to what  was going on. I smiled, Isabelle was surely my blood  "Fine by me "I agreed  knowing just how much Isabelle values promises " I have to keep my own part of the deal then " I excused myself before turning to discover the horror on Maya's face but that didn't stop me, instead I added more fuel to the fire "let's get married" ~~~~ Maya was never special especially not like her sister Kim who seem to have everything. Nik Spencer a world known professional player, a chronic heartbreaker and the only man immune to love. But fate seems to play a lot of twists as they both cross paths and she ends up being his daughter's Nanny. Will she end up as one of the many women on his bed ? Is Niklaus really immune to love? Well, read to find out. Second book in its installation- "Taken By The Mafia Lord," You can check out my other works: THE SHE-DEVIL AND HER ALPHAS When Death Does Us Apart Get Him Off Me Fate I Isekaid Into A Vampire World Cover picture doesn't belong to me, all credits goes to the creator

When Arne was eleven years old, he was told by his mother, “The animals lie sometimes, they lure you into something that’s a lie, and you forget where you are, you have to beware of that, stay away from them.” Until one day when Arne finds an injured flaming red rabbit and looks into the pair of the most beautiful eyes he has ever seen, it's eyes golden yellow the shade of the afternoon sun with a circle of brown chandelier centered in them, and he can't help but pick it up to sneak it off into his home and nurse it back to health. He was 19 now, and he didn't tell his mother, that at nights and days he had sneaked off before and made friends with animals, they never lied. Until..... Until one day he woke up and suddenly found a man with those same yellow and brown eyes looking at him as if he could snap Arne in half. When he asked the most dangerously beautiful man he had ever seen, "Who are you?" The man's voice whipped through the air like a lash, his yellow brown eyes hissed at Arne filled with hate and distaste, the man said, "You are not allowed to make any statements when I take you there, you are to be taken straight to the palace under the rules of the kingdom. Your mother has been arrested under the imputation of taking you from the King without assertion." "What, what are you trying to say?" Arne had stepped back from horror and confusion, "Where is my mom, where is my rabbit, what have you done? Mom!!!" He bellowed. No response came back. "Who are you?" he roared to the stranger standing with naked chest in his room, the man had countless abs and muscles, his body hard and glowing stark under the dim light of the room but Arne had his own strength, he was taller than the man, and he ran, every day, surely he could handle the man if he tried hard. He prepared himself for a fight and launched himself at the man, the man dived easy as air and picked up Arne with tight strong burning hands as if Arne weighed nothing, throwing him on to the bed. The last thing Arne remembered before losing himself to a bright orange haze that made his body languid and chest hurtle, was those vicious yellow eyes seeping, the man's golden pale face covered with flaming red hair, inches above him raking goosebumps on his skin. And those words, spoken with a hiss of a snake, "You are a prince, and you don't even know how to fight." WARNING: Will contain mature, sexual scenes. Read at your own risk. @ALL THE COPYRIGHT BELONGS TO ME.

"I recognize you, little one. You venture into my kingdom often at night. Do you remember of what you dream?" The voice was mocking, with a hard edge of menace. Disjointed images ran through my head from my dreams. "You should know better than these others of what you face here." Eight feet above the ground a man's face had appeared. He leered, hard eyes and a cruel smile forming from the dark. A heavy foot caused the shadows to scatter at his feet as he stepped forwards. Another step forward and his other leg appeared, along with a beard and short haircut. He swung his newly formed arms wide, shadows still clinging to them in tattered rags. "For the rest of you, allow me to introduce the citizens of my kingdom." He glowered. Most of our group took a step back. "These are you fears, they are your forgotten, they are your dead, they are your Nightmares, and I am their KING!" He proclaimed and the rest of the shadows solidified around his form, creating a loose black shirt, matching pants and a high pointed crown. "Go, find the artifact! Let no man stand in your way." He bellowed to the assembled creatures with a smirk. "And mow these fools down if you must as you go." Sometimes I have nightmares. Sometimes those nightmares are real. Sometimes they're warnings. Fall into a world where anxiety becomes a super power, the main characters are perfectly flawed humans, nightmares are real, and the dead come back for revenge lead by the King of Nightmares Kind of a slow start, things start getting interesting in the third chapter or so. Please excuse the rough quality, I'm still new to this. Any errors or misspelling, please let me know ?

(Note: This isn't really a sypnosis, it's a prototype chapter) Hector Oda, the undisputed Lord of Crime has found himself cornered by a bunch of spandex wearing super powered allies of hypocritical justice. "Surrender now! You heinous monster in human skin! It's over, your years of terror are over!" But the man in question only smirked, his body calmed, nearly making people think he is surrendering but– This was the Lord of Crime himself. "My years of terror are over? Heh, it does pain me to know that my years of perfect artistry is bound to be over..." He paused, placing a palm over his face with a disappointed sigh. "Artistry? You call your vile actions of massacre and terrorism ART?! Y-You! It's over! I'll make sure you spend your days in hell!" But as the heroes stepped forward, the Lord of Crime laughed– a perfect evil laugh– starting from a deep silent chuckle, all the way to a nearly high pitch sound of psychotic laugh. "Oh, dear, whoever said that it'll be bound to be over...now?" As if on cue, or actually, maybe it is on cue, one of the heroes transformed his arms into a blade of light and promptly killed the hero in the front. "W-Wha-?!" In only a few seconds, what was before a proud and just hero, is now a headless corpse. He looked towards the 2 remaining hero, a teenage girl hero and a old muscular man. "So? Would you guys be willing to perhaps join me?" The teenage girl flew in the air, palms out as she readied a telekinetic wave to blast Hector away. "You shouldn't be doing that, if I were you" "W-What makes you think I'll bend over to a villain like you!" He gave a friendly smile at that and made a gesture to the traitor hero, the traitor hero gave him a phone and he tapped a bit, the ring resounded and the teenage girl was slowly losing her patience. "What is this about? What do you mean! Tell me!" Hector didn't answer and just held out the answered phone to her. "Boss, we're here right now at the house of the hero you were talking about, what should we do next?" "Have some "fun" if I don't say anything within a minute" The teenage girl was visibly confused but it seems her patience ran out, she gathered power unto her palms and prepared to sent it to Hector, the traitor hero also went to block. "Lilith Amery, lives is a mansion within the borders of H city along with her sister, mother and some aunties, the mansion is protected by some highly trained unit I couldn't care less about and your friends, normal ones, are currently staying for a sleepover" The teenage girl, shuddered at the specific information Hector gave out. "You have 46 seconds to shoot that Mr over there instead and you'll have a home with no trauma to come back to" "Y-You devil! My sister in only 12 years old you fucki-" "Oh? She says the sister is young, you going to spare her?" "It's up to you boss!" But suddenly, without even his need to remind her that she only has 37 more seconds, the teenage girl hero shot the telekinetic wave at the old muscular hero who was silent from the beginning because he had a blade in his throat. "Release them!" The teenage girl bellowed, shaking at the paste corpse that was her fellow comrade just a few seconds ago, tears started coming from her. "RELEASE THEM YOU DEVIL!" "Release them she says" "Roger boss" And with that, the teenage girl rushed off, flying towards her home. "Well, I didn't need to tell her that her family was being held by ropes on top of their mansion's roof now do I?" "Neither do I need to tell her that releasing them might kill them too" Hector went silent for a bit, dazing at the direction of the teenage girl hero's house. "Boss! The bomb has been planted, when should we boom it?" "Boom it when she arrives and cries" With that, I stretched my arms and walked away from the building. Not long after, an– silenced because of the distance– explosion could be heard. "Welp, at least they had their "fun" before death, no?" Lord of Crime, Hector Oda.

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At the entrance of the East Residential Area of Chuhua University, Gatekeeper Uncle received a phone call and, after pulling open the window, bellowed energetically towards the small grove not far away, "Heitan, your mom says it’s time to come home for dinner!" Whoosh— A black cat shot out from the dense underbrush on the other side of the small grove and sprinted towards a certain building, disappearing into the stairwell in the blink of an eye. Following it, one after another, cat heads popped up from beyond the underbrush. It was mealtime, and each cat was heading back to its own home, return to its own family's side... Some say cats are the only creatures in the world where the whole species is mad – what do you think? —————— The mind of a twenty-years-old man trapped in the body of the cat, challenges and adventures were just getting started!