Kimberly Aches

[WARNING!!! The sexual content is no joke!] When a demon—a stunning one at that—offers you a chance to live and more pleasures than you can even imagine… just say yes, man! Who cares about a life you've forgotten? It only means you no longer own it. So embrace that demoness, hold onto your second chance—though it may not quite feel like life. ••• I woke up in a luxurious yet eerie room, with no memories, and the only thing I knew for certain was that something was terribly wrong. A crimson moon hung in the sky, my body ached with an unfamiliar pain, and worst of all—a demoness with piercing red eyes and twisted black horns lay beside me, completely naked, and entirely amused by my fear. She could read my thoughts. She toyed with me. And when I tried to escape, reality itself twisted to throw me back into her grasp. She gave me a choice—live under her terms or vanish into oblivion. But was it really a choice? With no past to hold onto and no future in sight, I did the only thing I could. I said yes. And as her fangs hovered near my lips, her claws sinking into my skin, one thing became clear—this wasn’t life. It was something else entirely. But how long would it last?

Kyla Hopkins pertenece a una familia adinerada. Es la hija menor de un hombre poderoso e influyente. Tiene dos hermanos: Tayler y Kimberly. Tayler trabaja en la empresa de su padre y su objetivo es suceder e heredar el puesto más alto de la compañía, sino el puesto será cedido a su hermana Kayla. Kimberly es la típica chica fiestera. Su padre le pide que siente cabeza con un millonario que la pretende: Gabriel Bernard. En el momento en que Gabriel Bernard ve a la menor queda flechado por sus encantos. En la boda de su hermana, ella aparece despierta en un lugar desconocido con personas desconocidas, sin sus recuerdos del pasado y con tres niños pequeños. Ella no puede entender nada, pero está aterrada. Quiere saber quiénes son esas personas, las cuales no se comportan como personas civilizadas. El hambre los enloquece y no descansarán hasta saciarla. Ella quiere descubrir por qué despertó ahí sin recuerdos, pero al mismo tiempo tendrá que arreglárselas para no ser devorada.

Humiliated and in heat, Idalia was forced to attend the Moonlight Masquerade in hopes of finding a mate to satisfy her body's needs. Vulnerable to her desires, she ran into the woods to escape a potential scandal. But when a masked man catches her, his touch tosses all reasoning aside. What should have been a simple humiliating event for the princess turns into a night of passion. There was one problem though: she couldn't remember who she mated with! The slave who carried her to bed. The knight who knelt before her and offered his canines for touching her. The sworn enemy Alpha Prince, who confessed his love for her. Follow Idalia as she navigates between three Weres. One is a pretty guy eager to please her to escape his fate, another trying to reclaim his honour while unable to control his desires, and the last is a villain using her for his goals, but a flame festers between them at every interaction. A slave, a knight and a villain prince, who will she choose? [ Mature Content ] "You smell like the sun." His strides are long and confident, heading in my direction like he knows exactly what he wants. He stops before me, and my head tips back. "How is that possible?" His voice drops to a rumbling whisper. Now that he was close to me, the burning ache deep within started to throb and palpitate. His body tensed, and then he was on me, nose against my neck, inhaling deeply, one hand on the side of my hair, pinning me in place with his hips. My head tilts back, unable to stop myself from giving into his touch, exposing my neck more to him, his chest rumbling as he licks the side of my skin, kissing and nipping, placing his scent over me. I am completely and utterly at his mercy. I vaguely hear material ripping, and then his warm hand cups me. "You're not finished yet," his voice is thick and deep, and it shoots straight to my tingling, pulsing core. His touch is almost possessive, and I nearly beg him to do whatever he wants with me. "Should I make it better?" His whisper is a caress against my ear before he nips the lobe, a bite promising that this would not be tender. - Daily chapter uploads -

After Chuzheng is suddenly pronounced dead by a system all of a sudden, her only worry in life becomes—spending money. Ever since she gets stuck with this system, her back is no longer sore and her legs no longer ache. Heck, there isn't even a time when she goes out of breath. System: Let us set a small goal first and squander a hundred million... Little Miss, stop right there! Don't activate the invincible mode! (▼皿▼#) Chuzheng: Can you please explain what is this thing that is leeching off me? Random Thing: Babe, you can do whatever you want to me. Chuzheng: (touches her blade) In-In that case, I will not stand on ceremony. System: Little Miss, please put the saber down right this instant! (▼へ▼メ) #LittleMissAlwaysDoesAsShePleases.

18 and naive, Belle Hart thought marriage would end her misery, only to realize it had just begun! What started as a promising love turned out to be a facade, would Belle choose between a second chance or leave? She met her mate, the Duke, who she proposed to when she came of age. A month in, things took a turn. The Duke leaves for war before she could inform him about her pregnancy, only for him to return with a mysterious woman whom he claimed to be his new wife! The audacity! Trouble ensued and Belle suffered a miscarriage as a result. … “What did you just say?” He asked, his gaze darkening. “You heard me well, I seek a divorce. I wish for us to go our separate ways,” she replied, her voice steady as she met his gaze with confidence, though inwardly she was shaken by his presence. “You are my mate, Belle, and I am yours. Divorce is the most foolish notion you could entertain. Do you believe any man would take a worthless creature like you as his wife?” He scoffed, his words biting, causing her heart to ache. … The Duke's refusal pushed Belle into the arms of the king. All she had to do was bear him an heir and he would help her get her revenge! "I want you to marry me, Your Majesty, and aid me in seeking my revenge against the Duke and those who have wronged me. In exchange, I shall bear you an heir before you help me," she said, her voice steady and full of purpose. What will the choice be?

"Where did he go?" I murmured, realizing I was alone. My heart sank as I scanned the room for any sign of him. But It was just me, an empty wine bottle on the floor, and memories of the night before. I pushed myself up, feeling the dull ache in my body. The alcohol still lingered in my system, and I had no idea how many times we had... well, how many times we had done it. But despite everything, I couldn't deny I had enjoyed it. "You're such an idiot Kim!" I scolded myself, running a hand through my messy hair. "You didn't even ask for his name." I sighed, embarrassed at my recklessness. How could I let myself go low with a stranger like that? I glanced down, realizing I was completely naked. "Oh my gosh!" I yelped, grabbing my dress off the floor and quickly slipping it on... ★★ Humiliated and betrayed, Kimberly Fray's life as a powerful Alpha's daughter of the Moon Stone Pack crumbles when Alpha Derrick of the Night Walkers Pack rejects her. But as she uncovers her true identity, Kimberly finds herself caught between two powerful Alphas who desire her. Torn between Alpha Derrick, who begins to see her worth too late, and calculative Alpha Theo, Kimberly's strength and courage are tested like never before. In a world where love, revenge, and power collide, Kimberly must decide who she truly is, and who she's meant to be with between the two Alphas chosen by the Moon Goddess!

Senior Server Felix stood at the front of the church, his voice steady and solemn as he greeted the congregation. “Our help is in the name of the Lord,” he intoned. “Who made Heaven and Earth,” the people responded in unison, their voices matching his reverent tone. “Today, we initiate new members into this divine and holy Order,” Felix continued. “Today, we welcome new brethren into the bosom of our Lord Jesus Christ.” At the back of the church, Louis sat on one of the few single chairs, his posture slightly slouched as his focus remained on a sheet of music in his hands. The title read, "Brightest and Best – Key of A-flat." 'Why didn’t Gramps give me an F or G? A-flat is so difficult, and I only have three days to finish it,' he grumbled silently, his brow furrowing in frustration. But he dared not voice his complaints. He could already imagine his grandfather assigning him even more difficult pieces—F-sharps and endless A-flats—as punishment. From the front of the church, a serene voice called out, “Harry! Step forward!” Louis glanced up, momentarily pulled from his inner musings. His eyes landed on a girl stepping forward from the pews. She had black hair neatly styled in a bun and striking green eyes that seemed to shine with warmth and composure. Dressed in a modest brown dress and black sandals, with a rosary resting gracefully around her neck, she exuded a calm, dignified presence. Her tanned skin and graceful demeanor only added to the aura of reverence surrounding her, befitting an Altar server. 'Sigh,' Louis thought as he brushed a hand through his white hair, his blue eyes softening with a mix of admiration and envy. 'I wonder what it’s like to be an Altar server. They all seem so pure and divine… and powerful.' Just as he returned his attention to his music, a calm, gentlemanly voice spoke beside him. “You could also be an Altar server, if you’re interested.” “Huh?” Louis blurted out, snapping his head to the side. But no one was there. “What in the name of Jesus is going on here?” he muttered, glancing nervously around. “At least you know my name,” the voice replied again, seemingly amused. “What?” Louis whispered, his heart beginning to race. "I'm certain you will be a good server," the voice said, calm yet enigmatic. Louis narrowed his eyes, still searching for its source. "Who are you?" "I have many personalities. I have many names," the voice replied with an air of mystery. "It’s your choice which one you accept." "You’re not making any sense," Louis muttered, growing more unsettled. "Blessed are those who have not seen but believed…" Before Louis could respond, his vision blurred, and the world around him seemed to melt away. He jolted awake, gasping for air. His hands clutched the crumpled sheet of music, its corners bent from his restless grip. His head teetered precariously over the edge of his bed, a faint ache in his neck reminding him of the awkward position he’d been in. "Holy Mother of Jesus!" he exclaimed as he lost his balance, tumbling off the bed in a heap of blankets and scattered papers.

The past week had felt like a lifetime of dodging my own feelings. As I sat at the head of the table, I felt the dam about to break, then the door swung open, and my heart lurched. Chris stood there, a storm cloud personified. His expression was unreadable, but one thing was clear: he wasn't smiling. My staffs exchanged glances, their gazes then focusing on me. "Eve," Chris's voice was low. "We need to talk." The room went silent, thick with nervous energy. The unspoken question hung in the air. "Chris," I said, my voice calm despite my pounding heart, "can this wait? We're in the middle of an important meeting." I wanted him to leave, to deal with this later, on my terms. "No, it can't," he said, stepping into the room. His anger simmered beneath the surface, but there was a visible vulnerability that made my own heart ache. "Please excuse us," I told my staffs, who hurriedly packed and left us alone. "You just left. You left after that night with just empty words on a piece of paper and then went out of the country for a whole week, Eve. A whole week." I was surprised to see him so vulnerable, so angry. It was the first time. It was obvious he was hurt, and I knew I was wrong. He stalked towards me, like a predator, and as he got closer, the anger seemed to flicker, replaced by a different intensity. He stopped in front of me, and then, without warning, his arms wrapped around me, pulling me into a tight, desperate embrace. My breath hitched. I went stiff for a moment, surprised by the contact. Then, almost instantly, my arms went around him, clinging to his strong frame. A mix of emotions flooded me: surprise, relief, and an overwhelming need to simply hold him. I breathed in his familiar scent, a comforting aroma that had been haunting my senses for the last week. He held me tightly, as if afraid I'd vanish if he let go, and I didn't resist. I had dreamed of this. He pulled back, his hands on my shoulders, his gaze searching mine with an intensity that made my heart flutter. The anger lingered, but it was mixed with something else. Something softer. "I missed you terribly," he whispered, the words barely audible, but they resonated through me. ------ Eve, a fashion powerhouse ruling the world's runways, needs a fake boyfriend and fast, to appease her matchmaking mother.   Christopher, a charming, secretive, and dangerously attractive heir to the biggest conglomerate in the country. needs a distraction from his father's unwanted marriage plans. Their solution? A temporary romance brokered through a "rent-a-partner" app. What starts as a mutually beneficial arrangement quickly evolves into a sizzling romance, throw in a jealous childhood crush, a clash of powerful families, and a whirlwind of hilarious misunderstandings, and you've got a recipe for a romance that's as unexpected as it is unforgettable. Will their carefully constructed facade withstand the pressure, or will their fake relationship crumble under the weight of their undeniable, and quite unexpected, love?

>This is a GL XIANXIA CULTIVATION NOVEL!!!! >No misunderstandings , Relatively fast paced romance, No other love interests. >There will be quite a few GL & BL side couples. >This is the story of our two protagonists Mo Yuxin (MC) and Su Yubing(FL) who are bound by a Bond so strong that it transcends reality itself. They are each other's one and only soulmate, their love knows no bound. This is story of their journey to cultivating immortality in a world that is unfair to women , in a world that is wholly dominated by men, where strength is all that matters. Without strength , you don't even get a chance to live peacefully. Our mc Mo Yuxin gets a legendary inheritance from a primordial god who is also one of the oldest gods to live till date and the only one in all of multiverse. This god and her already deceased soulmate decided to leave their inheritance to their only descendant to whom the god's soulmate left a piece of their soul. Watch as how their journey brings about unprecedented changes to the whole world and the multiverse and their sweet and steamy love which will make your tooth ache from sweetness. .. .. Mo Yuxin:- Are you exhausted, baby? Su Yubing:- *glares threateningly* It's all your fault. Mo Yuxin:- what do I do? You're just too delicious ~~ *licking her lips* Su Yubing:- Shameless! *a blushing mess* THIS IS MY VERY OWN WORK.

A soul-stirring story of a forbidden and abiding revelation of immortal world. Once upon a time, there was a girl named Anezka Orien who had been taken far away from home to the mortal world shortly after her birth. Her home held magic and power, wrapped in illusions. Twelve years later, she returned to Cosmos of Aislinn, A immortal world she had only heard about in the bedtime stories told by her foster caregiver. This unreal world is filled with mystery and magic, but even more enigmatic is the shadow queen of another kingdom, who has occupied Anezka's mind. The desire to unravel the secrets surrounding the queen has become Anezka's primary motivation, fueling her determination to confront the unknown. With each clue she uncovers, she draws closer to the elusive truth, hoping that understanding the queen's hidden secrets will finally grant her the freedom to escape this eternal, immortal realm's magic and return to the normal life she longs for. Excerpt: "People called her as cold-hearted, claiming she was hollow and unfeeling. They warned me to steer clear of her. She’s a fiery shadow, formless and voiceless; people can only sense her presence. Despite this, I felt an undeniable pull toward the Shadow Queen of the Kingdom of Corbin, a wistful ache as if our souls had met before. What matters most is that she is the only one with the power to free me from this unknown and elusive world's magic. Only she can help me, but she remains invisible, and I am determined to find her. I want to discover myself and unveil my purpose for existing in this immortal realm". —————— Once upon a time, there lived a mysterious Queen named Azara Catori, burdened by a curse as old as time. She was one of the three Ardere, fiery souls who instilled fear in the hearts of the townspeople from other elements. The Catori name was tainted with darkness and flames. Excerpt: "They called the uncouth an oddity–an appalling figure. She's a normal human, vulnerable like the exact people I try to avoid. They advised me to keep my distance from her. Yet, there was an unshakeable yearning for Anezka Orien that I found impossible to escape." ————————————————— Trigger Warnings : Mention of Death, Anxiety, Depression. Note : Some chapters may be triggering for others but there is always a warning before reading. ————————————————— The cover is not mine!!! The credit of cover goes to its respective owner ————————————————— Instagram : oykucara Pinterest : oykucara Discord : oykucara

He wasn’t supposed to be here—not in this bar, not on this night, and definitely not drowning in memories he swore he’d buried. But something pulled him in, past the neon glow and the scent of aged whiskey, into a place that felt both familiar and foreign. He only wanted a drink. To disappear into the hum of conversation, to be just another nameless soul lost in the crowd. But then he hears it—a raw, broken voice spilling a confession of love slipping through trembling fingers. A stranger’s heartbreak, yet painfully familiar. As the night unfolds, past and present blur. Regret lingers in the air like the last sip of a forgotten drink, and for the first time in years, he wonders—can love ever truly fade, or does it just wait in the shadows, aching to be found again? A hauntingly beautiful story of love, loss, and the unexpected moments that remind us we’re never as alone as we think.

One story, Two female leads. Kathleen Okorie, a very hard-working yet churchy and judgemental young lady, finds herself working for a new boss who is way younger and far more attractive than her former boss who happens to be his father. What happens when his eight years old daughter decides that Kathleen is the mother she wants? Kimberly Abamba a very immoral and promiscuous young lady from an influential family is given an ultimatum from her father to bring a husband home, or be disowned. How does she find the right man for the job? What price is she going to pay to keep this man? (PS, Cover photo isn't mine.)

Youn-Jae and Ji-Won first crossed paths as children, their lives bound together when Ji-Won's mother passed away, leaving him with no one to care for him. Taken in by Youn-Jae's mother, Ji-Won found a fragile sense of belonging amidst the struggles they both faced, particularly the oppressive presence of Youn-Jae's father, Kwang-Seok. In each other, they discovered a sanctuary-a light and hope that gave meaning to their turbulent lives. But fate was merciless. It tore them apart, leaving behind an aching void and a distance that felt impossible to close. Now, as fate continues its relentless game, pulling them further apart, the question remains: Can they defy the forces that conspire against them, or are they destined to remain forever out of reach?

Sophie Caldwell never imagined her life would come to this, a reluctant bride in a cold, calculated marriage to a man she barely knew. But with her father’s company on the brink of collapse, she’s left with no choice. Adrian Blackwood, the enigmatic zillionaire, offers her a deal that feels more like a sentence than salvation: his wealth and influence in exchange for her hand in marriage. It’s a business arrangement, void of love and emotion, yet binding her to his world of power and dangerous secrets. From the moment Sophie steps into Adrian’s penthouse, she feels like an outsider in his meticulously controlled life. Luxury surrounds her, but the coldness in Adrian’s gaze reminds her that she’s merely a pawn in a larger game. As Sophie begins to navigate through Adrian’s life, she discovers that their union is far from straightforward. What initially seemed like a simple business transaction soon unravels into something far more sinister. Whispers of secrets long buried begin to surface, drawing Sophie into a web of lies and deceit. When she stumbles upon a shocking truth, that Adrian’s father may have played a role in the tragic accident that took her sister’s life three years ago, her world tilts on its axis. Sophie is torn. Her heart aches for her sister, the life she could have had, and the justice she’s craved for years. But now, she’s entangled in the life of the man whose family may be responsible for her pain. Adrian, with his impenetrable walls and his unexpected tenderness, becomes both her tormentor and her solace. Every interaction is a battle of wills, emotions, and trust as Sophie finds herself drawn to him despite her better judgment. As the lines between duty, vengeance, and attraction blur, Sophie faces an impossible choice. Does she follow her heart, risking everything to trust the man she’s been forced to marry? Or does she seek justice for her sister, even if it means destroying the fragile connection she’s begun to build with Adrian? In a world where secrets are currency and love is a luxury neither of them can afford, Sophie and Adrian must confront the demons of their pasts. With every revelation, the distance between them narrows, igniting a passion neither of them can control. But will the truth unite them or shatter them beyond repair? Sophie must decide how much she’s willing to risk for justice, love and for a future that may never be hers.

...Based on a true story... When the past refuses to let go.... Unravel Me Slowly follows Lexi, a girl who spent her entire high school life trying to piece together her shattered self-esteem, only for her to watch it crumble in an instant. Memories she really tried her best to forget still haunt her together with words she can't pretend forget. Lexi thought she could bury the hurt, smiling when her heart aches, and laughing when her confidence goes low. Let's talk about the night all this started. In a moment of weakness, she gave in to him -Theo a lost love. Hoping that maybe he would see her the way she sees him. But morning came and the bitter taste of realization that nothing would ever change. Theo had the power to tear her apart. He became a ghost that haunts her every thought, a reminder of how easily she let herself break. Then came Dave. With his quiet kindness and patience, he begins to break down the walls she’s built. But letting him in means risking everything—risking another betrayal, another wound she might never recover from. And even as her heart leans toward him, the thought of Theo still haunts her. Caught between who she was and who she’s afraid to become, Lexi battles her fears of not being enough. Every moment with Dave feels like healing, but every thought of Theo pulls her back under. Leaving her questioning her self-worth, her choices, and whether she really deserves to move on. As Lexi tries to move through this web of love and loss, she’s left with one question: Can she let herself fall apart to truly heal? Or is she destined to carry the weight of yesterday forever? To heal, she first had to fall apart. But some scars never fade... and not all stories end with closure.

In the quiet solitude of my youth, I believed I had found love. Like many others before me, I was captivated by the romanticized notions that society painted on the canvas of my mind. I thought love was just an exhilarating feeling that would electrify my senses and sweep me off my feet. Little did I know that true love was a journey, one filled with tumultuous storms that would test the strength of my heart. It was in the depths of my longing that I met her, the girl who would forever change the course of my romantic journey. Her beauty was a mesmerizing blend of grace and innocence, a sight that easily bewitched any onlookers. I found myself falling head over heels for her, only to have my heart crushed when she confessed her love for my friend. The realization pierced through my soul, leaving behind a deep ache that seemed impossible to heal. Life, it seemed, was determined to teach me the art of resilience. Time after time, I found myself facing rejection from the girls I admired. Each rejection carved another scar on my already battered heart, fueling a growing fear of never finding the love I desperately craved. But even amidst the pain, I refused to give up hope, for I knew that one day love would find its way to me. In an unexpected twist of fate, I found myself caught in a delicate web of emotions. It was a time when forbidden love seemed to whisper in the wind, tempting my heart towards a forbidden path. In an act of desperation, I treaded on shaky ground, taking a step too close to my cousin's lover. She claimed their love had faded, and in a moment of weakness, I almost succumbed to the allure of her presence. Yet destiny intervened, allowing me to see the consequences that awaited, saving me from a love that would only lead to further turmoils Amongst my circle of friends, my lack of a girlfriend became a constant source of amusement. They teased and jested, their joviality masking the hollowness that echoed within my heart. Their words stung, reminding me of my own perceived inadequacy. But even in the face of their laughter, I refused to surrender my belief in love. A desperate desire to fit in coursed through my veins, compelling me to create a façade. I pretended to have a girlfriend, painting a vivid illusion to satisfy the expectations of my peers. Behind closed doors, I concocted fictitious tales of love, while my true emotions remained hidden beneath a mask of pretense. I traded the authenticity of my heart for the illusion of acceptance. Deep within the recesses of my soul, I loved love. Its enchanting allure captivated me, winding its way through the corridors of my mind. But fear, born from a series of heartbreaking experiences, anchored my heart in self-doubt and hesitation. I yearned for love, yet the weight of my past burdens made me wary of opening myself up once more. My dreams of finding love were plagued by an ugly truth - bad luck seemed to cling onto my every endeavor. Every girl I admired was already taken, their hearts belonging to another. It felt as though fate itself conspired against me, forcing me to bear witness to love flourishing everywhere around me, but never within my grasp. Despite facing a love-stricken journey, I sought solace in the comforting embrace of a different passion - football. I dedicated myself wholeheartedly to the sport, pouring my energy into every kick, every goal. Football became my sanctuary, shielding my heart from the potential pain of love. It was a bittersweet refuge, providing a sense of purpose while still leaving a lingering ache for the love I yearned to find.

Troy a disabled teen gets injected with a mysterious serum that gives him supernatural powers, how will he overcome challenges to save his loved one? Sixteen-year-old Troy Tillsman has spent half his life in a wheelchair, cracking jokes to hide the ache of feeling invisible. But when his enigmatic nurse, Nina Hosihima, injects him with a glowing green serum, Troy’s world explodes—literally. The serum awakens Esper abilities, the ability to command his body and things around him. Now, Troy is a Proto Esper: part of a dying breed of superhumans forged by the serum’s unstable magic. His new gifts come at a cost—every use fractures his body, threatening to kill him. Dragged into Bastion, a shadowy organization protecting espers, Troy joins a ragtag team of survivors: a pyrokinetic with a temper, a telekinetic showman, and a geo-kinetic war vet with a sword. Together, they’re humanity’s last defense against the Pendragon Family, a ruthless dynasty mass-producing superpowered soldiers. But Nina’s secrets haunt him. Was she his savior, or a traitor who doomed him? As Troy’s powers grow, so does the target on his back. To survive, he must master the storm inside him—before it tears him apart. Proto Esper is a high-stakes thrill ride where disability meets divinity, loyalty wars with betrayal, and the cost of power is measured in breaths. What would you sacrifice to fly—when every second in the air could be your last?

'Am I hallucinating? Am I dying?' Marx thought. Perhaps he was seeing visions because he was feverish, and his head ached from the contusions he suffered during the crash. He blinked, but the vision was still there. He saw a beautiful woman fully naked on the edge of the other side of the spring. Her slightly wavy hair with the color of copper cascaded freely down her slim waist. She raised her arms and dived cleanly into the water. Marx waited, but after some time, she did not emerge. Marx chuckled. How could a woman be in a jungle in the middle of nowhere?" He heard a growl from behind him, and before he could react, a big tiger pounced on him. The last thing he remembered was seeing four canines closing in and hearing a loud female voice shouting, "Khalil, stop!" … Discover how Amaya, who grew up in the wild, coped with the pressure and challenges of returning to the civilized world. Accompany her on her journey to find love, acceptance, and recognition in the treacherous human world of betrayal and greed. *** The book cover is not mine. It is a photo of one of the most beautiful actresses in my country. *** Jan 2025. I finally had the chance to upload the characters' avatars. I hope you will love Amaya, Marx, and Ibrahim just as I loved bringing them to life.

Zara embarks on a treacherous journey to save her brother’s soul from the clutches of the underworld. Haunted by guilt and aching with remorse, she finds an unlikely ally in Death himself—a brooding, intriguing figure with secrets as dark as the abyss they traverse. As they plunge through the frigid depths of Eldris and into the heart of Hades, Zara and Death uncover the haunting truths of each other’s pasts. Bound by a fragile trust, they face a choice: risk everything to rewrite their fates or let their sins condemn them. But salvation always comes at a price, and in the realm of the damned, nothing is ever truly what it seems.

" I thought I could learn to love you- I really wanted to. But all you did was use and abuse me- you treated me like one of those women you will sleep with and the next day their dignity was mare trophy showcased to the world. You told me again and again that I was the only one for you. But efforts and love was what you were lacking and I like a blind fool followed you to every corner of the world even to death hoping every single day you will learn to respect me back but I was delusional lovesick fool." He clasped her hands tightly in his- adamant to plead with her to give him a chance. He promised himself he would make it up to her and prove that her love had changed him for the better. He was desperate because the very thought that this was the last chance he had with her made him fearful, just the thought of losing her made his heart ache but his pleadings, tears and wailing proved to be futile as she walked away. He watched her step away from him even when he tried to hold onto her, his hands were freezing cold due to the snow. His tears wouldn't stop and his voice had gone hoarse . His cries falling on deaf ears and not ones did she look back at him as she went further and out of sight. He was left there in the cold stormy night. His wail breaking the peace of the night. But he knew she gave up on him. He knew he lost her forever- "Farewell my sweet love- till we meet again. I promise to make you exclusively mine."

He will always find her. In every life he will find her. He will love her. He will be her doom. This is their curse. Seri was a smalltown girl. She had a good life, loving supportive parents and friends, a bright future as an artist ahead of her. Her world abruptly changes when she meets a handsome stranger at a bar. His presence threatens to tear her heart apart as she learns the truth about herself. Her lineage. Her past. and their curse. When sudden disappearance shake her town and someone close to her disappears, Seri's world shatters. A war is brewing between Heaven and Earth, mortals and immortals. It will be the final war. Seri will embark on a journey that threatens to unravel the secrets hidden long ago. these secrets will force her to make a choice, one that could tip the scales deciding the fate of the world. This book is a bit of a slow burn but when it picks up the steam will satisfy the wait. Exerts from the book: *BANG* My ears were ringing, it suddenly got so much colder. Hard to breathe. Next to me mother shrieks in horror looking at my stomach. There’s blood. It was leaking from me. Pain slammed into me, felt like I was hit with a thousand knives. It was so agonizing I tried to brace myself back against the railing. Hard to breathe. I could feel the warmth of my blood dripping from my mouth. Looking down and a dark red color drenched me. Mother on her knees wailing uncontrollably. Detaching my clipped life vest to look at my hole. Blood now smeared my vision as I tried to wipe the red from my eyes. Screams and footsteps echoed loudly in my ears. Then suddenly I’m falling. “Hey now, hey now, fainting at the sight of me are you?” His sensual voice slipped in my ears like smooth milk chocolate. the taste of iron consumed my mouth, hot blood flooded me when I tried to laugh. It hurt. Oh god why did it hurt so bad. Tears drifted down my cheeks the salt leaving a trail of it’s path behind it. “You’re gonna be okay, I promise.” “You found me.” a smile creeped up my face. “I’ll always find you.” The ship began to lift into the air and people began to fall. I blink and then I’m falling. With one breath in I hit the ice cold water. Paralyzed. I couldn’t move. The screams and cries of woman and children pounded with water. Slipping. I was slipping under the violent thrashing waves. The air being sucked from my lungs. I try to open to breathe only got water to rush in instead. I was drowning. I was going to die. Gasping for air only to swallow more water. The water was like liquid ice touching my skin, but my lungs burned. A scream burst from my mouth only to be drowned by the water that came in after. I sank deeper and deeper.* *I saw his eyes flash a glowing white before he closed them and started kissing me again. This time it was gentler and softer than before. He tasted like warm honey biscuits. He was passionate and relaxed with his movement. I didn’t stop him. No, instead, I let him claim my lips. I run my hands though his hair pulling his face closer to mine. He rests his body on me, his weight heavy against my smaller frame, pressing me into the bed. The pressure of his body weight made me want to spread my legs and when I did a fire sparked inside me, my core was a blaze. My intimate area felt wet and hot like lava, and it was like everything around me melted away and I was lost in this kiss. This single moment in my life was undoing me. He pulled my head up sliding his arm underneath my neck to keep his body lifted slightly as he ran his fingers up my side. My body jolted; my hips instinctively lifted upwards, pushing against him. I could feel him harden between my legs and an unfamiliar ache stirred inside me, I moaned into his mouth. I could feel my body burning up again. I was getting dizzy, and I started to sweat. Or was that steam coming from us? Stars began dancing in my vision. Then a darkness swallowed me, and I was lost.* discord for this book is: https://discord.gg/Wx3RS62W

Liora’s body ached, every muscle screaming in pain as she lay trapped. Lucian had been watching her silently, his cold eyes never leaving her. When he disappeared into the bathroom, she seized the chance. She was weak, but she had to act—this was her only shot. He returned with a small tube of cream, gently massaging it into her raw wrists. Despite the tenderness, it only deepened her feeling of helplessness. With desperation fueling her, she kicked him back and grabbed the syringe from the bedside table. She lunged at him, but he was too fast. In seconds, he was on top of her, pinning her hands above her head. His grin sent a chill through her. "You're full of surprises," he whispered. She fought to turn her face away as his lips brushed her neck, but his grip was unyielding. He stood slowly, enjoying her torment, then leaned down, his breath warm against her ear. "Soon, Baby Girl. Soon."

I remember whispering those words, my voice swallowed by the wind as I gazed at him from afar—the boy who once promised me forever. “I’ll find you when we grow up. I’ll search the world just to be with you again.” He had said it with such certainty, as if the universe itself had written our fate in the stars. I held onto that promise like a lifeline. But time has a cruel way of unraveling even the strongest of vows. I waited. And waited. And waited. But he never came back. When I finally searched for him, desperate to fill the aching void he left behind, I found him—smiling, holding someone else’s hand, walking beside her like she was his world. I became nothing more than a stranger to him, a forgotten chapter in his story. Yet, in that single moment, my heart shattered as if I had been foolish enough to believe love could defy time. “I searched and found you,” he murmured, standing before me once more, his gaze unreadable. But fate is unkind. I had spent years chasing a shadow, drowning in an ocean of longing, only to reach the shore and realize he had already built a home without me. “I loved you… Goodbye.” I turned away, but he caught my wrist, his grip trembling. “Please,” he pleaded, “this time might be ours.” Tears spilled down my cheeks, but I pulled away. I had spent too long waiting for him to return, only to find that love had never truly been mine to keep. “I still love you,” I whispered to the wind. “And I’m glad that, for a moment, you knew.” That night, I lay in bed, feeling both relieved and empty, my heart a battlefield of memories and unfulfilled dreams. Years passed. I grew older. I lived, I breathed, but I remained alone. And one day, as sleep embraced me like an old friend, I wondered—would my heart ever stop searching for him? Or would someone finally find me and lead me toward a destiny where love no longer meant waiting in vain?

When Silence Cost Me You is a heartfelt story of unspoken love, missed chances, and the pain of realizing one's feelings too late. Dennis, a reserved and caring teacher, has harbored deep feelings for his colleague Lilian but never found the courage to confess. He watches over her from the sidelines, always there but never crossing the line. Lilian, on the other hand, assumes Dennis sees her only as a friend—especially when he gives her no reason to think otherwise. When Raymond, the charming and ambitious son of the school’s principal, enters the picture, everything shifts. He and Lilian quickly form a strong bond, and as she grows closer to him, Dennis begins to feel a strange, unfamiliar ache—jealousy. Yet, when she asks Dennis what he thinks of Raymond, hoping for a sign of something deeper between them, his response confirms her doubts: "He's cool. Any lady that bags him sure did win a medal. You both would make a good couple." With those words, Dennis unknowingly pushes Lilian away, and she finally allows herself to embrace her feelings for Raymond. Their growing closeness and eventual engagement force Dennis to confront the painful truth—he has lost her, not because someone else stole her heart, but because he never had the courage to claim it in the first place. A story of love, regret, and the cost of silence, When Silence Cost Me You explores how hesitation can sometimes be the biggest mistake of all.

Warning:Mature content. ... Layla shivered as Riven's hot lips trailed down her jawline, burning a hot trail towards her lips that were aching to be kissed. But he didn't kiss her. Instead he hovered a breathe away over her parted lips. His palms gripped her waist and pulled her closer. He watched her with half-closed eyes, his golden pupils burning with raw passion. Layla trembled under his intense gaze and her lips parted further. "Riven...", she whispered. "Tell me what you want, my sweet Layla". Riven's husky response caressed her ears. "Kiss me...please". ... How well can we survive from the trauma of childhood abuse? Most times, all it takes is a step off the edge of a cliff to end it all. And that is what Layla did. Born from rape and abused since childhood, Layla loses her ability to speak and gradually loses the zeal to continue living. There was nothing left for her in the cruel world and she was ready to put an end to it. Giving up on life, she made her way to the edge of a cliff overlooking the vast ocean. Without a second thought, she closed her eyes and let her body go, welcoming the peace and calmness that came with death. And when she opened her eyes again, there was a pair of golden eyes staring back at her. ... Supreme Alpha Riven Qinn, Alpha of Dark Creek Pack, strongest and most powerful lycan ever, has lived for centuries and with each passing full moon, he loses the hope of ever finding his one true mate. But fate directs him and he finds Layla on the shores of the river surrounding his territory, almost buried under the wet sand. He touched her and one word resounded in his head. MATE! Safe in the arms of the Alpha, Layla realizes the world is not as cruel as she thought. A deep passion springs forth between the mated lovers and Layla finds herself longing for his touch and presence. Suddenly strange phenomenon begins to occur. Layla's speech is restored and along with it comes strange powers coupled with the gut wrenching pain she endures every full moon. An ancient fae is consulted and it is discovered that Layla is a special being. A Tribrid. Born from the three strongest bloodlines. This discovery brings forth damned creatures and giant titans from Tartarus, all with a desire to possess the blood of the Tribrid which can cause great havoc in the wrong hands. Riven and Layla will have to fight against Tartarus and the endless conspiracies that threatens to tear them apart. In the course of saving the world, can their love overcome all obstacles or will fate bring them to ruin? Author's Note:This is not your usual werewolf story. It's my version. Author:BellaCupid Email:cupidofafrica@gmail.com Email:bellaxcobar@gmail.com Discord:BellaCupid#2434 Instagram:bellacupid17

Selena Kimberly, a girl on a never-ending mission to establish herself and prove her value to her parents, develops an infatuation on a business tycoon she has only seen in the news. Revan Alistair Ken is a heart rob who could have any female at his feet, but his down-to-earth nature and aversion to ladies attracted to his fortune make him even more appealing. He is attractive, wealthy, compassionate, and all a lady could want, yet he is incredibly private about his personal life. Selena had no idea that he is already deeply in love with a lady he has known his whole life. Would Selena be able to overcome her trampled past as a result of her parents' lack of concern for her? What happens when Destiny takes her straight through Revan and her modest crush turns into an addictive obsession? She grows more in love with Revan as she gets to know him. What if someone much worse enters her life and turns it into a living hell? Will Revan's feelings for Selena alter, or will she be left even more devastated than she is now? Will Revan find his way to Selena? Find out! A journey from a young girl with huge hopes to a lady with maturity and a terrible history. In 'Scarred Fate,' you'll feel all the feels: love, anger, romance, and hope.

I'm not Grace Finley. I can't remember my actual name anymore. I'm afraid I might forget what my family looks like, I miss them. I need to go back to my life. I want to go back to my life. Forget my overnight Cinderella status, I'm a wife?! Who married me without my knowledge?! My husband, The Grand Prince, happens to be the richest, most feared and most admired man in all of Valoria. His harsh words don't match his kind gestures. And he has got quite a handsome face. Also, did I mention that he is popular despite being the husband of someone? I won't surprised if he happens to have a secret cult of followers/admirers. Anyway, He is a kind man, that's all you have to know. As of now, my only way back seems to be the god of this world. So I first asked him politely, I truly was polite, I'm not lying! But with no reply to my polite inquires, I proceeded to commit blasphemy on my first public outing, and threatened to commit genocide but to no avail. At least tell me the reason for bringing me here, You damn god! I spoke in a 'very flowery' language that was not meant for children and always cursed him to my heart's content but I wasn't struck by lightning. I seriously don't want this privilege okay? Finally, The story of the body I possessed... I don't know. The only onslaught I felt was the severe head and body aches after opening my eyes in this body. I didn't mind until I learned that I woke up from an incident that was an attempt to take my life but covered up as an accident. If only I could find the perpetrator, I would like to encourage them to make another attempt and cooperate as long as it is painless. No memories, People after my life, a family to look after and a kingdom to rule, I have never been this responsible in my entire life! Is this a punishment for living the privileged life of the youngest child in the family? I'm only nineteen for god sake! Let me live!

In a world so different yet so similar to our own, there was magic. Creatures, people, even the ground was made of magic, created by 13 powerful deities. It was an idyllic and just world, with 13 different lands, each separated from another. But one land stood out from the rest. It stood at the center of this world, and was a home for all. The ruler of this land was as idyllic and just as the world. He was an albino king, kind and noble. Many admired him, giving him riches and offerings as if he were one of the holy deities, as ancient as he was loving. This king created a safe kingdom out of crystal, deep in an oasis, where all could worship the deities. Even those forgotten by time... His name was King Lupin, and he was an immortal albino wolfshifter with a past unknown to all. He ruled his kingdom with a gentle hand and protected his people with strength and love. The king was a symbol of hope, and his people were forever grateful for his service. He was a king like no other. Even so... King Lupin longed for something, or rather, someone... His forgotten star who once danced across the night sky eons ago. A star who was no longer worshipped as a powerful deity, previously seen as a symbol of strength, is now erased from history. King Lupin lost his star so long ago, taken from his soft hold by mortality. It pained him for eons, aching his heart and soul... But not all was lost as a strange and sickly young witch named Leo Gale began studying at the castle, causing several misfortunes to incur. First people began to disappear without a trace, then stars fell from the heavens, and relics once held by a forgotten deity were stolen...

Emily wakes up in a hospital with no memory of her past, only to find Tyler, a man who claims to be her boyfriend, by her side. He tells her they had a beautiful relationship before her accident, and though she doesn’t remember, she trusts his words. Tyler is gentle, patient, and always there for her—so why does a part of her feel empty? As she tries to adjust to her new life, Emily encounters Ethan Blackwood, a cold and distant CEO who looks at her with a storm of emotions hidden behind his sharp gaze. The moment their eyes meet, a sharp pain shoots through Emily’s head, followed by fleeting memories—ones that contradict Tyler’s version of her past. Ethan refuses to acknowledge their connection, acting as if she means nothing to him. But why does her heart ache when he turns away? Something isn’t right. Every time Emily questions her past, Tyler dodges the topic. The way he watches her, the way he subtly keeps her away from certain people—it feels like he’s hiding something. Desperate for answers, she turns to Ethan’s secretary, Oliver, hoping he can fill in the blanks. At first, Oliver hesitates, clearly torn between loyalty and concern, but soon he confirms Emily’s suspicions—Tyler is lying. The truth slowly unravels—Ethan wasn’t just someone she knew; he was her real lover. Their love had once been deep and unbreakable, yet something tore them apart. But if Ethan loved her, why did he let her go? Why is he avoiding her now? As Emily digs deeper, she discovers a horrifying truth—her accident wasn’t an accident at all. Someone wanted her to forget. Someone wanted to erase Ethan from her life. But why? The more she uncovers, the more danger follows her. Tyler grows more possessive, Ethan refuses to open his heart, and the pieces of the past don’t add up. When the real reason behind her accident comes to light, Emily is faced with a devastating choice—fight for the love she once had or live in the lie she was forced into. In a world where memories can be stolen and love can be rewritten, Emily must uncover the truth before it’s too late. But will Ethan still be there when she remembers everything? Or has she already lost him forever?

At the pinnacle of success, the cost of fame is often measured in sacrifices. To Eleanor Hartwell, unbeknownst to her, it was her marriage. When she realized what she had lost, it was already too late. When one soul fades from your life, another will quietly step in to fill the empty spaces left behind. After all the ache and suffering, Eleanor finds herself falling in love again. However, fate cruelly strikes her again, leaving her more battered and broken. For the second time, she was abandoned. Is there really something wrong with her, or is there someone who wants her to suffer? ----- Daniel looked at Eleanor with sad eyes. “How did I love you?” Ellie’s heart sank. He had forgotten how. She did everything to remind him, but his mind was already filled with someone. She turned to the man who made her whole again, but only contempt and hatred were etched on his sharp eyes. “How can I ever love you?” Everything was a lie. Everything was made for her to suffer. Eleanor bit her cold, quivering lips. When someone returned to her side and did everything to paint her world bright again, she could only ask them, “How am I supposed to love you back?”