Warframe Frames

Right now, Kayla’s life revolves around launching her model, Imani Miyaki, into stardom. But her plans are constantly at risk—not just from the dangerously charming Leo, a top model whose ruthless streak makes him as unnerving as he is captivating, but from her own complicated feelings toward Seojin, Leo’s enigmatic manager. Leo’s provocations test her control, and his darker, almost predatory edge keeps her constantly on guard, wary of what he might do next. At the same time, Seojin’s protective nature stirs something unfamiliar in Kayla, though she’s haunted by the fear that his care is born from their history, when he looked out for her in the industry as a mentor or big brother rather than as a lover. In a world where ambition, desire, and danger collide with every photo shoot, Kayla must keep her focus on Imani’s rise to fame, all while navigating the intense forces around her that threaten to unravel everything. ••• "Leo," Seojin's voice boomed through the studio. Everyone stopped to look at the short-haired, towering man who looked more like a military officer than a modeling agent. "Is this where you're supposed to be?" "Looks like your owner's here to rein you in," she smirked against her balled fist, and Leo narrowed his eyes at her. "And yet," he said, leaning close until his lips nearly brushed hers, "I could still maul whoever I please. Even you, Miss Manager." His fingers touched the front of her neck as he mimicked the jaws of a dog. His fingers pressed just enough to remind her of his strength as his gray eyes grew darker and his smile twisted. Kayla stared at him with an unamused look. "Right here," he breathed out with a satisfied exhale. "Seems you need a muzzle too," she whispered back, annoyed, though she did not react abruptly so no one would notice what he was doing. Seojin then grabbed Leo by the collar. He was the only one who could treat Leo with less than kindness without upsetting anyone, as he'd been doing it for a while. Kayla found herself looking up at Seojin, observing his tanned skin and the mole that peeked from his neck when he moved the right way. He still kept his hair cropped so short it looked almost like a buzzcut. "Apologies, Miss Micaela," he said to her, and she felt her chest pound at how his voice softened suddenly when he addressed her. "He's never where he's supposed to be." "It's fine; no one seems to mind Leo's presence," she said, looking away to prevent herself from giving anything away. "But we do have a tight schedule. Right now." "Right, we'll be getting out of your way," Seojin said as he dragged Leo out, who waved at Imani, who only smiled as she continued working. Of course, Kayla noticed. It was what bothered her more. "Imani's ready for the next set," one of the assistants informed her, snapping her out of her thoughts, though Kayla's eyes were still slightly stuck on Seojin's large frame leaving the room. "Good," she replied with a sigh and a smile. "Very good."

Zhang Fei was the second son of a wealthy family, and his family loved him except for one person. His big brother, Zhang He, was always jealous and envious of him. One day, Zhang He colluded with Zhang Fei's girlfriend, who was a greedy woman by nature. They drugged him and framed him, which got him kicked out of their family. Fortunately, Zhang Fei had a kind maternal grandmother, and she always believed him. Since then, he has lived with his grandmother and started a new life as an abandoned child. Two years after that incident, a little girl who fell from the sky changed Zhang Fei's life forever. She caused him to die for a few moments, but her guardian revived him, and she gave him two apology gifts that completely changed his life. From that day on, Zhang Fei lived a completely new life with his three different identities: human, demon, and fox beast. Tags : #R18?? #Dual_Cultivation #Romance #System #No_Netorare #Milf #Yuri (Threesome or more only) #Illicit #Harem #Multiple_Worlds #Multiple_Races

In a world where Lycans and werewolves are sworn enemies, Eve Valmont is a werewolf cursed by a prophecy and framed. Betrayed by her own pack and imprisoned for years, her fate takes a darker twist when she is offered to the Lycan King, Hades Stavros—a ruler feared for his ruthless conquests and deadly prowess. Bound by an ancient prophecy and haunted by the ghosts of her past, Eve is now at the mercy of the one being she should hate and fear the most—The Hand of Death himself. Hades, a king carved from blood and his own soul's decay, determined to avenge his family's slaughter and rid his people of the werewolves. He believes Eve is the key to his victory. To him, she is nothing but weapon foretold by prophecy, a tool he will wield to destroy the opposing forces threatening his pack. Yet, he finds himself craving this powerful yet broken woman. Leaving him questioning if she is truly his weapon or the one destined to unravel his carefully laid plans. *** He stalked toward me, a predator closing in on its prey, his eyes dark and unreadable. "So, you laugh?" His voice was low, dangerously soft, making the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. I swallowed hard, suddenly aware of how difficult it had become to breathe. "Hades, I—" "But you only laugh at other men's jokes," he interrupted, his gaze piercing, devoid of any humor. "Not your husband's." The accusation in his tone was sharp, slicing through the air between us. A nervous chuckle escaped me. "You can't be serious... He’s your beta, for Goddess’ sake." In an instant, he closed the distance between us, so fast it left me breathless. His hands gripped my waist, pulling me flush against his body, the heat of him making my skin tingle. I gasped, but before I could say a word, his lips crashed onto mine, claiming my mouth with a force that sent shockwaves through me. The kiss was punishing, hungry—I couldn't breathe, couldn't think. When he finally pulled back, I was trembling, my chest heaving as I struggled to regain my breath. His eyes, dark and stormy, searched mine with a possessive intensity. "You can’t laugh at my jokes..." he whispered, his voice a dangerous rasp as his fingers trailed lower, sending a shiver down my spine, "but you’ll come with my fingers." I shivered, heat pooling low in my belly at his words, his touch. The world around us blurred, fading into nothing as his hand slipped lower, drawing a ragged gasp from my lips. The look in his eyes told me he knew exactly what he was doing to me, and there was no denying the primal connection between us in that moment. "I don’t need your laughter," he murmured against my skin, his breath hot on my neck. "I’ll have every other part of you instead." **** Dark fantasy romance Morally Grey ML Angst Suspense ENEMIES to lovers Smut (like sprinkles on your ice cream)

Eira Hax, the daughter of a once-wealthy heiress, has spent her entire life in the shadows. Twenty-two years ago, her mother, a kind-hearted but naive woman, was deceived by her husband, a ruthless businessman. He stole her entire fortune and framed her for a crime, sending her to prison, unaware that she was pregnant and secretly battling terminal cancer. Eira’s mother died alone behind bars, but not before giving birth to Eira, entrusting her with a burning desire for revenge. Now, two decades later, Eira returns with one goal: to destroy the man who ruined her mother’s life—her own father. To do so, she strategically marries his most powerful rival, Callian Reed, a man as dangerous as he is influential. Together, they plot to destroy her father’s empire, piece by piece. But as Eira is pulled deeper into a world of business, power and revenge, she’s forced to confront her own problems and decide just how far she’s willing to go to avenge her mother. “I’m not your enemy, darling…you should know that by now.” “Callian, everything you do is not written in our contract. Why are you breaking it?” “The more I learn about you, the more I hate everyone who hurt you. So please, Eira, let me get rid of them for you.”

“I owe you my life. Tell me anything you want. Don't worry about how rare or expensive it is; houses, cars, money, status, name it. I'll give it to you. I give you my word.” “Marry me,” she said. Odelia, an egocentric socialite, was stood up by her fiance on her wedding day. She ended up in jail and lost her company due to a huge plot by her fiance and fake sister. As if that was not enough, after she left jail, they drove her to hell and framed her for murder. In a bid to escape jail for the second time, she accepts a deal, a deal that might as well land her in the lion's den. What happens when Odelia takes a gamble with her life and takes a bullet meant for Don Gardner, the richest man in New York, and makes him believe it was an act of love? What lengths will Odelia go to win his trust and make him her ally? “What a golden opportunity! I must borrow his power and make all of them pay. I must become Mrs. Gardner,” - Odelia Don Gardner is a business tycoon and a ruthless mafia in the underworld. He's still hung up on his first love. But he had given his word, must he marry a stranger because she saved his life? What happens when he realizes she is not who she claims to be and that their fates had long been intertwined due to forgotten past.

All Ewan Giacometti wants from his wife is a son. But after three years of unhappiness and disillusionment, Athena Moore is ready to leave her ice cold husband. When she finally asks for a divorce, Ewan’s cunny ‘best friend’ frames her, driving her out of the city. Now, Ewan is left to confront his true feelings about his wife, whom he had married under mysterious circumstances, especially when she returns from exile a changed woman.

A desperate young girl. A cold-hearted CEO. A contract that could change everything. Bella, a loyal girl, tries to get her brother out of jail after he is framed for a crime he did not commit. With time running out and her brother's health at risk, she reluctantly agrees to an unconventional proposal: a contract marriage to Samuel Asher, the cold heir to a multinational company. Samuel's grandfather dangles the keys to the company—but only if Samuel marries and produces an heir. Viewing Bella as nothing more than a means to an end, he proposes a loveless union with strict rules. No attachments. No intimacy. Just business. But as Bella and Samuel navigate their faux relationship, unexpected complications arise. Jonathan, Samuel's faithful PA and Bella's longtime friend, harbors secret feelings for her. And when Samuel breaks his own rules, leaving both Bella and his girlfriend Elaina pregnant, the stakes skyrocket. With a company empire, a brother's freedom, and the fate of two unborn children hanging in the balance, will cold ambition or unexpected love prevail?

Hello, everyone. If you're reading this, you may have read my other stories. I'm starting this one as a bit of a "getting back into it" story. (The synopsis will be further down) Both stories I've written will continue in the near future. (I have to re-read them because I've experienced a massive bout of memory loss.) Apologies for those of you waiting, but I had unavoidable circumstances that impeded my writing experiences. The cover isn't mine but it's been lightly photoshopped. If you want it taken down, tell me. (Signed by Author on April 25th, 2023) Anyways, time for the synopsis: Lia was a simple girl in her previous life. Well not really, considering she was the hit woman for the largest mafia organization that operated within the United States. Over the years, her exceedingly high kill count, and overall success rate was something to be afraid of. Her personality was something akin to pure confidence, bordering on arrogance. She dealt with people the same way she did her enemies. By ruining their lives in the most horrific ways. IE: Setting them up for FBI investigations, having their houses repossessed by the government, or even having them framed for a serious crime. Lia was someone that no one wanted to ever cross. If you did cross her, you might as well have signed your own death certificate! That was until she was smacked in the head by a falling piano. While following through on a hit, no less! I mean, come on! A piano?! that's unfathomably crazy. Well, despite getting hit by a literal piano, she still managed to finish the job. But the very next day, she choked on a sandwich and nearly died! Her luck seemed to have literally bottomed out. This "streak of bad luck" had continued in her life for years! Literal years! She had come so close to dying so many times that she was genuinely confused as to how this could happen to someone! From falling down a flight of stairs to nearly breaking her neck during a cartwheel (despite having so much experience that she could do them with her eyes closed.) Lia had experienced so many near-death experiences that she had become entirely immune to the weird circumstances happening around her. Eventually, the bad luck did catch her. She was minding her own business, walking through the streets of Seattle when a coin rolled across the ground and tripped someone else, who dropped an umbrella, which she tripped over. Her fall had her land directly into the flow of moving traffic. She was then hit by a small square-body pickup truck. It had a small sticker of a smug smiling face attached to its front bumper. Lia had died because of what was essentially a coin. A coin had actually managed to kill a human being. Not just any human, but one of the most feared people within the US. Warnings for all readers: -This novel will (at some point) contain lesbian sex scenes. -System tag doesn't mean in the most literal way. (you'll find out more if you read it.) -This may become a Yuri harem novel (haven't decided.) -Will contain very strong LGBTQ+ themes

In her past life, Qin Ruan was deeply embroiled in a family feud, framed, and died with unfulfilled desires. Having been reincarnated, she returned armed with a pregnancy report and made her way to the gate of the prestigious Huo Family in Capital City, one hand on her lower back. It was rumored that Huo Sanye, the legitimate grandson of the Huo Family, was decisive and ruthless, endowed with an aloof sophistication, unpredictable mood swings, and was utterly unfeeling and heartless. Sanye was about to take a wife, an illegitimate daughter located and brought back by the Qin Family. This news exploded throughout Capital City! No one believed that an illegitimate daughter could securely hold the position of the Huo Family Head's wife; everyone was waiting for their divorce. Leveraging her reincarnated mystical abilities, Qin Ruan set up shop under Tianqiao, stirring up the major power dynamics within Capital City. The fourth-generation golden grandson of the Huo Family even crawled out from Qin Ruan's belly. As her true identity gradually revealed itself, no one dared to belittle her anymore. Year after year passed by, not only did Qin Ruan and Huo Sanye not divorce, they flaunted their love daily. Everyone was frustrated to the point of smashing their bowls, they had their fill of this sickening sweetness! —— Mini-theater: Qin Ruan: "Young man, you have a peach blossom curse, and you are likely to encounter a blood disaster soon." The famous movie star scorned her remark and turned to leave. That evening, the movie star, disheveled, begged Qin Ruan, "Miss Qin, save me!" Qin Ruan: "Sir, I see a dark aura surrounding you, you're likely in grave danger." A tycoon in the business world nearly upturned her stall in anger. But two days later, the big shot knelt before Qin Ruan, pleading for his life! From then on, everyone from newly established nobility to members of the prestigious and powerful families all treated Qin Ruan as a respected guest.

"I WILL MAKE THEM ALL REGRET THE DAY THEY MET ME! I WILL MAKE THEM WISH THEY WERE NEVER BORN! AND I WILL MAKE THEM HATE THE DAY THEY THOUGHT OF BETRAYING ME!" "You will, Sweetie. And I'll help you with that..." Those were the last words Avery spoke and heard before passing out in her bloody red wedding gown, on the same day she was supposed to marry her boyfriend from senior high school. ~~ Avery McCallum, the sole heiress and president of the McCallum Group of Companies, had her whole family wiped out on her wedding day. Framed for her grandfather's murder and stripped of her position, Avery vows to take revenge on those who wronged her. But her powerless state seems to mock her determination. Enter Archibald Donovan. She used to hate the devilishly hot and narcissistic chairman of the A² Corp who also happened to be her older brother's best friend, but when consumed with the need to take revenge, she begged him to marry her in return for fulfilling a long list of conditions. Archie agrees, and a month later, Avery re-emerges as Ava Donovan, a rising actress and the wife of the most powerful man in the country. With her newfound status, Avery systematically destroys her adversaries, uncovering dark secrets and hidden agendas along the way. But as she navigates the treacherous landscape of her new life, she must confront the truth about her family's past and at the end of it all, come back to him. She owed him after all... ~ EXCERPT Archie's eyes darkened when he saw her stumbling out of the wine cellar, a bottle of wine in one hand and her night robe, in the other. She was literally half naked. "Hey..." her greeting came out in a slur, and that was all he needed to know she was drunk. Very drunk, at that. "Why?" he asked simply, knowing she would interpret his question as she usually did. "I...I visited them today. The flowers on their stones were already wilted and...and...it broke me. I wanted to be happy and at the same time, I wanted to cry," Avery replied, inhaling short wisps of air before she continued, "Then I found the cellar." "Did it work?" She shook her head slowly in reply, lifting her head up in time to see a mischievous smirk curl on his lips. "Don't be sad, Baby girl. I happen to know a way to make you cry and keep you excited at the same time," he said. "Really?" "Wanna try it, Mama?" Avery nodded, slowly but firmly as he closed the distance between them. As he promised, she did cry...in pleasure. Note: This book is participating in the Cupid's Quill Contest. Your support is highly appreciated!

King Niklaus Mikaelson, a name that resonated with both fear and reverence across the Mythralian Peninsula, was a figure shrouded in a dark, commanding aura. His reputation as the most ruthless and strongest ruler had been etched into the annals of history through countless conquests and acts of sheer dominance. The Kingdom of Emberlyn, his seat of power, had become a formidable force under his iron-fisted rule, expanding relentlessly as he sought to unite the entire peninsula beneath his banner. Niklaus was a man who wielded authority like a weapon, his charisma a tool for bending others to his will. To the world, he was the epitome of power and allure, the man every woman desired and every rival feared. Yet, beneath his striking exterior and regal bearing lay a darkness as deep and unyielding as the obsidian blade he kept sheathed at his side. In the resplendent Kingdom of Aquarion, where the gentle whispers of the wind and the serene beauty of the landscape paint a portrait of tranquility, Princess Emily Wilson stands as a luminous enigma. As the eldest and middle daughter of King Wilson, Emily is a figure both revered and shrouded in mystery, a living legend whose beauty is spoken of in hushed, reverent tones. Emily’s physical beauty is legendary, though it remains largely unseen by the world beyond her family. Her rare blue eyes, deep and mesmerizing, are said to capture the essence of the sky and the sea, reflecting a depth of emotion and intelligence that transcends mere appearance. Her blonde hair, a cascade of sunlit strands, frames her face with a halo of ethereal light, adding to her mystique. To those who have glimpsed her, Emily is a vision of unparalleled grace, a princess whose beauty is as captivating as it is elusive. Yet, Emily’s allure extends far beyond her physical appearance. She embodies a unique blend of wisdom, strength, and purity, qualities that make her a formidable presence in her kingdom. Her wisdom is profound, her decisions guided by an insight that belies her years. She approaches her role with a sense of purpose and clarity, balancing the weight of her responsibilities with the grace of a true leader.

Leon had always been an unlikely romantic. Beneath his imposing frame, tattooed arms, and reputation as a street fighter, he hid a secret: a love for romance novels. In a room cluttered with stuffed toys, bookshelves stacked with novels adorned with delicate covers, and a cozy pink pajama set with pandas, Leon was lost in another world. His rough exterior belied a softer side that very few people had ever glimpsed. For Leon, life was full of contradictions. Despite his soft-hearted nature, he had been caught up in the gritty life of a gangster since he was a teenager. It wasn’t something he had sought out, but trouble always seemed to find him. With a face that looked like it was sculpted for brawls, people tended to assume he was a delinquent. Rejected by peers who feared his intimidating looks, and drawn into a gang when no one else would accept him, Leon had played the role assigned to him, even if it wasn't the life he truly desired. Then, one night, during a gang war that should have been like any other—full of swinging fists, snarling threats, and rules about keeping it to fists and blades—a gunshot echoed. Leon felt a searing pain in his head. The world tilted, then everything went black.

Ruby has always believed in kindness, yet life has repaid her with betrayal. Framed by her sister and her best friend, she’s cast aside by her fiancé her career destroyed, and her own family disowns her. Broken and desperate, Ruby attempts to drown her sorrows, only to face even more danger—until a mysterious stranger intervenes. He offers her a way out, a contract marriage with no strings attached. For him, a wife with no family connections; for her, a chance to reclaim her life and seek revenge. With a new name, identity, and face, Ruby reenters the world, determined to rise again and make those who wronged her pay. But questions linger. Why did he choose her? What hidden motives lie beneath his calm exterior? As Ruby’s life takes unexpected turns, she finds herself caught between her past wounds and the dangerous allure of a future with him. Will she reclaim her life—and her heart—without losing herself in the process? Read this book and you won't regret it..who wants to see Isabelle slowly turning into a badass that Logan will be chasing her back?

A guy named Ronin who usually earns via gaming and lives with his lover. Suddenly a few events had occurred resulting his lover being framed as a mastermind of a conspiracy. As the story continues we see how beings from upper dimensions and several other masterminds were involved to create those circumstances where Ronin being a pawn of their game . So, that's a story of a BOY who wanted to escape the nets , get back to his home and live happily with his lover. //////// A medium-tier story with simple plot ! Nothing else ! Read and have fun (⁠^⁠^⁠)

Growing up in a cursed world, brought up in a country of warriors and soldiers, Nero was always eager for the day he would awaken his innate ability, and gain the chance to become an Eldrim Card master! Eager for the day he could fight against hell, hail and damnation itself and rid the world of its many curses. But the day his older brother was framed and sent to the frontlines to die, he woke up to a new truth. The notions of his youth - camaraderie, brotherhood, patriotism - they are all fake, and in the eyes of the powerful he and his ilk were just cannon fodder. In this cursed world, humans were curses too. He continued to wait for the day he could awaken power and rid the world of its curses - all of them! WSA 2024 Hey guys, for access to maps, character pictures and more check out the discord. For those that don't use discord, I'll think of something so you can see them as well! Discord: https://discord.gg/xTWUR5BnD2

VOLK SMAAAAASSH! Reincarnated with a body like a nuclear bomb, let's turn this magical world into a nuclear wasteland! As someone who loved fighting, Volk Mogger was the most miserable of them all. Born with a small frame, tiny limbs, and underdeveloped muscles, he struggled to grasp anything that was taught to him. He was relegated to merely watching others fight—whether on the internet, on television, or in real life. One day, while riding in his wheelchair, he was abducted and taken to a strange place for a radioactive experiment, which ultimately failed. However, Volk soon discovered that he had been reincarnated in a magical world as a member of an Orc horde, which was hunted by higher life forms despite merely wanting to establish a land where they could honor their traditions and build a home alongside their symbiotic partners, the Elven Witch races. Suddenly, a system screen appeared before Volk, announcing that he had acquired the power to transform into an invincible radioactive titan who yearns to be the strongest of them all. However, this transformation had a time limit, and to extend that limit, he had to win! But win what? Ding! | Beat up the Orcs thief who stole your spoil and a chance to have a wife! | Reward: Extend the radioactive time to 2 minutes. | Failure: Minus 1 minute. | Current radioactive time: 2 minutes. |

Awakening beneath the waves, a stone giant rises from the depths, its body sculpted by nature itself, covered in cracks and crowned with trees. Confused and disoriented, it towers over an island teeming with life—a place where animals roam without fear of its enormous presence. But as sunlight warms its rocky frame, fragments of a life lost begin to flicker in its mind: memories of a man, hurrying through a crowd, a frantic rush to catch a train, and a fatal fall onto the tracks. Haunted by these flashes of a former existence, the giant questions its purpose. Is this some form of afterlife? Or has it been reborn as an ancient being tied to the earth? With each step across the island, it senses a pull to uncover its origins, piecing together who—or what—it once was. As it explores this wild land, the giant begins to discover powers bound to the earth, abilities it never could have imagined. Yet, even as it connects to the natural world, the giant feels echoes of its past humanity, a lingering sense of loss and purpose that drives it forward. Through encounters with the island’s creatures and the mysterious forces surrounding it, the stone giant embarks on a journey to rediscover its identity, bridging the gap between its human soul and its newfound, towering form of rock and and root.

*Synopsis* Elena and Alexander's love seems unbreakable until a shocking accusation shatters their world. Just as their relationship deepens. Elena was accused of a crime she didn't commit, with evidence seemingly stacked against her. Alexander, torn between his love for Elena and the damning proof, begins to doubt her, leaving Elena devastated and heartbroken. Elena determined to prove her innocence, Elena launches her investigation, uncovering a tangled web of lies and deceit designed to frame her. As she pieces together the truth, Elena finds herself drawn into a dangerous game, with each discovery revealing how far someone is willing to go to destroy her life. Along the way, Elena must confront her feelings for Alexander and decide if their love can survive the betrayal or if she must let him go to save herself.

"I scratch and bite," Vivian warned, holding the Lycan Alpha's gaze confidently. Ronan smirked, his hand gripping her chin possessively as he forced her to look up at him. "You'll crawl and beg too," he promised. ************ Being the Clan Leader of the last remaining cursed Lycans, Ronan had long abandoned his task of finding his fated mate after years of useless searching. However, his life is disrupted when he encounters a mysterious and barely clinging-to-life alive Omega wolf, Vivian, trespassing on his land. Covered in strange Wickan magic symbols, Vivian is not just any wolf—she is his destined mate. Vivian has lived a life of rejection and suffering. Abandoned by her first mate for being unable to conceive, scorned by her family, and mistreated by her pack, Moonborn, she has endured endless humiliation. Forced by her father to mate with other Alphas in a desperate attempt to prove her worth, Vivian’s fate takes an even darker turn when she is cursed by a local coven and framed for a crime she didn’t commit. On the brink of death, she escapes into forbidden territory—Ronan’s land. A stretch of land her pack never dared to tread upon. Ronan’s mistrust only grows when he learns Vivian is from Moonborn, the pack that slaughtered his clan and remains his sworn enemy. Yet, irrespective of their dark feuding histories, he takes her in, determined to care for her and break the deadly curse inflicted upon her by Wickans and the ancient curse slowly leading him to an inevitable death. As they grow closer, secrets from both their pasts threaten to break them apart. And when Vivian’s niece arrives with a hidden agenda, matters become far more complicated. *Cover is ai made.

Skyrail, a majestic metropolis built upon the frame of a colossal flying vessel, has long sparked debates and fascination among those living below. For years, the city's lofty presence in the sky has loomed as a reminder of power, progress, and separation. A young man, well-versed in its stories and acquainted with its citizens, had always viewed the city from a distance—until one day, curiosity led him to make a decision that would change his life. With vacation days to spare, he sets off for Skyrail, eager to explore the legendary floating city for himself, unaware that his journey is about to unravel mysteries far beyond his expectations.

Trinity could hear the screams of pleasure mixed with agony, she was tied to the door frame outside her mother’s room. Her step-brother, Lupus Voldermart loved to do this, as a way of punishing her, he would rape her mother as she listened. Her mother’s sounds increased, they had injected her mother with a chemical that kept her in heat. Trinity tried not to cry. She had learnt at a young age that tears solved nothing. FIVE MONTHS LATER Trinity felt the weight of her mother's body slowly reduce, her body was slowly turning to ash, her mother had sacrificed her life to free her. It was her fifteenth birthday and each year on her birthday she seemed to lose something, this year she lost her mother. Trinity vowed to avenge her. She would burn down the Voldermart pack. Her father Luke Voldermart was the strongest Alpha and he had a big territory. He had met her mother at one of his business meetings in a hotel where she worked as a waitress, even though he was a married man he had fallen in love with the beautiful Vivianne but she had other intentions. Vivianne had gotten close to Luke to avenge her father, when Luke found out about this and who her father was, he raped her, and forcefully impregnated her. He wanted his offspring to bear the Valdes blood, the ancient and first family of the werewolves. But to his disappointment Trinity was born human, she didn't even possess the werewolf gene. Cassandra had seen this as a chance to finally have her revenge on Vivianne, she had turned Vivianne into the pack whore, and Trinity into the pack slave.

On her wedding night, framed for infidelity and to be burnt alive? Chu Qianli laughed heartlessly, "I've already written the divorce letter for you, farewell." Feng Yexuan seized her firmly, his cold and sinister voice cutting through the air, "Thinking of leaving? The only way out is over my dead body!" … The Divine Doctor unexpectedly transmigrated into the unlearned Princess of Prince Xuan, and Chu Qianli only wanted to live an easy life without any ambitions. But she inadvertently caught the attention of the obsessive and insane Prince Xuan and accidentally got spoiled to the heavens! One day. The officials approached with gloomy faces, "Prince, the Princess is causing chaos in the Golden Hall again, please reassert your authority!" Feng Yexuan knelt before his wife with a thud, presenting a "taming husband whip" with both hands, "Lili, I've ripped their mouths for you, can you be a little gentler?"

Hundreds of years ago, a new energy invades and alters the earth completely. Normal animals are transformed into Ether Beasts and strange entities pop up all over the globe. Huamnity in a desperate bid, discovers a certain gene that taps into the mysterious energy known as Ether. Damian, a 15-year-old boy, is framed for a crime he didn't commit and is regarded by society as a waste who cannot contribute. He is ruthlessly shipped off to the most notorious and dangerous prison on Earth where he is forced to contend with powerful Ether Beasts and even more dangerous criminals. However, he is fortunate to find an unlikely ally in the creatures on the deadly prison island. Starting from the complete bottom of the food chain? How will he survive the Ether Beasts and avoid treacherous schemes? Follow Damian's journey as he cleverly and ruthlessly deals with opponents all the while using his unique power to dominate and grow stronger.

In his previous life, Jiang Hengchan tried his best to be the eldest brother loved by everyone, but he was framed by the devil and besieged to death by decent people! After rebirth. What? Devil? Are you talking about me? Considering everything in his previous life, Jiang Heng was exhausted and turned downright evil as a devil. Take the devil's way and leave the devil with no way to go! But things went against his wishes. After he turned evil, Jiang Heng suddenly found that the people around him had changed. Demon: Big brother, please come back. I am too tired to be a good person. I want to be a demon. The scorching empress: Jiang Heng, don't be angry, it's all my fault, please come back, okay? The cold and arrogant junior sister: Senior brother, I know I was wrong; please forgive me, okay? Jiang Heng: Forgive? Come, come to my human emperor banner and tell it in detail. ---- I update this novel 2 times a day!

Ethan, a young man struggling with many mental and internal challenges had been feeling tired of life as a whole, in hopes of finding respite of his daily routine he tried driving around a abandoned section of town, while stopping around an area known for wall graffities he thought he was merely escaping his crumbling life when he parked in front of that strange wall painting. But as the moonlit forest within the frame began to blur and shift, his reality unraveled. Pulled into a world where ancient creatures lurk and dark magic reigns, Ethan finds himself at the center of a deadly struggle for power. With every step deeper into the forest, he must confront not only the horrors that await, but the secrets buried within himself. Can he survive a world ruled by shadows, or will the forest claim him forever?

Pain! Revenge! An Alpha's Regret! "Wait! W... what are you doing?" she stuttered, staring cautiously at him as he sauntered towards her. His face which looked to be the moon goddess's finest creation soon loomed over her. She didn't know how someone so cold and ruthless could stare at her so passionately. And quite frankly, she didn't want to know. Too bad he didn't care as he had made it clear that he was going to make sure that he imprinted himself on every inch of her skin till she was aware that she was his. "Of course, I'm claiming what's mine." With that, his lips pressed on hers, and he kissed her with such ferocity that her knees turned to jello. All Skyla ever wanted was to spend forever with her mate and the man she loved, but even that was too much to ask. She was framed, abused, and then brutally killed just for dreaming. She died? Not even close. Like the moon goddess heard her cry, she awoke with a new identity, a new powerful parent and a new mate. The thing though is that Skyla is not willing to let in new love as all that she wants is revenge but for her new mate, that is not a choice. He is as cold as ice yet he is as passionate as fire. She never thought that she could hate a man so much yet crave him even more. What happens though when she also finds out that her first love and past is also not willing to let her go. He has also made it clear that he wants her back. Caught between an old love that she is familiar with and a new love that always shakes her down to the core, what will be her decision?

In her first life, she had been framed by her little sister for murdering her so called love rival out of jealousy, died abruptly in the jail not knowing 'why it has to come to this point?' When she was given a second chance, she tried to alter the future.... only to trigger butterfly effect, and bringing her own demise along with her other family members.  It's her third life, and she still doesn't know who is her real enemies!   But she can't afford anymore misshape, it's her last chance. If she fails this time.... she is going to loose her soul to god? or may be devil? But fate is playing games with her may, or else, why is everyone acting so different when she even didn't act unusually? Is it related to her rebirth? What if she fails again?

If you blame the victim, then you stand for the perpetrator. — "You say a word and I'll step back. Tell me not to touch you," Louis murmured, his own control slipping as he admitted to his profound yearning for her touch. "Get away from me," she managed to whisper. "Mean it, Verena," he persisted, the insistence in his voice urging her to make a definitive choice. His hand advanced, inching closer to her neck, his touch lingering there momentarily before retreating, a delicate dance of desire. For a second, silence hung heavy in the air, pregnant with unspoken tension. Then, as if her inner turmoil had reached its peak, the words spilled from her lips. "I fucking hate you," she spat out. Without further hesitation, Verena surged forward, her hand finding its way to the back of his neck. In an instant, her lips crashed against his. — Verena Bradbury's life took a treacherous turn after a fateful party. Little did she know that her innocent decision to enter a villa with five strangers would result in her becoming a criminal and spending four years behind bars. Upon her release, Verena was consumed by a burning desire for revenge against Arriana Vandeleur and her accomplices, who had framed her. Determined to tear them apart, she meticulously plans her revenge. However, in a cruel twist of fate, Verena suddenly found herself burdened with heavy responsibilities she never could have anticipated: she was forced to become the wife of Louis Heisenberng, the most handsome and youngest billionaire in their country. Louis, driven by his dark obsessions, kidnapped Verena and enforced their union by forging their marriage certificate without a trace of hesitation. In a chilling race against time, Verena fought against the shackles of her forced matrimony and plotted her daring escape. As Verena delved deeper into Louis's world of privilege and power, she unravelled a sinister web of secrets and deceit. With each shocking revelation, Verena's determination to bring down her captor intensifies, no matter the risks involved. In "Ruins Of The Glory," Verena Bradbury found herself trapped in a thrilling rollercoaster ride of lies, betrayal, and desperation. Will she be able to break free from her nightmarish entrapment and expose the truth, or will the shadows of her past continue to haunt her? -Author's Books- WILDBLOOD (ongoing) Ruins Of The Glory (ongoing) Thee Spark (coming soon)

There he was. Theo. Swimming toward her. Almost naked her! She realizes. Her nervousness sky rocketed. She stays in place by treading water. Watching him swim. Waiting for him to reach her. She could see his muscles ripple like the waves he made with each stroke. He didn't care about touching her between her legs, why would he care now? She wasn't completely naked she thought to herself. She could handle him. Orion: "Why'd you take off without saying anything?" Theo asked. "I was feeling a bit hot, so I decided to take a swim. Why?" "You tell me? You're almost naked. Alone in a forest with a man whose also half naked and within arms reach." He said a smooth rough tone "that sounds problematic to me" "That sounds like your problem, not mine" I snorted. "Is that so?" He said with a thick devilish voice, "let’s see about that, huh?" Moments later his face was within inches from mine. I could almost taste his lips he was so close. I sucked in a deep breath I didn’t even realize I was holding my breath "Still think it's not your problem?" He teased me. Silence. I couldn't speak. He was so close to that he took away my words. His shirtless body so close it warmed the water near my breasts. My mouth hanging slightly open in awe at the man before me. His strong jawline framed so well by his wet hair. Water dripping from the ends. I find him staring at me. Looking not just at me but into me. It was like through my eyes he found away into my body. I was so drawn to this man. Whether it be the marks bond or me. I wanted him. I wanted him bad. And I could feel it, he wanted me just as much. I say "'you're right I guess it is my problem" and then I let go. I close my eyes and grab his face pressing his lips to mine. I gave in to my desire to have him. They were so soft and full. The kiss was full of need and desire. I was drowning in him. I don’t think it was possible for me to pull away in that moment. It was like something inside me was begging for something inside him. Theo: I wasn't prepared to see her floating in the middle of the lake. I could just make out the delicate features of her face and the outline of her body, her nearly naked body, in the lake. F*ck I was done for. She was going to break every ounce my self control by just existing around me with no clothes. I take off everything but my undergarments and dive in after her. Swimming to her I ask her about how it's dangerous to be in the water with a man almost naked. She said it was my problem. She has no idea how right she is about that. I was so hard being this close to her like this. So little clothing between us. She really was going to drive me crazy. Being with her set my insides on fire. I was throbbing for her. Craving to be inside her. In seconds I was inches from her face, the scent of her lust filling the air around us. I could hear her heart beating fast. And then she says, "you're right it is my problem" and then she kissed me. Holy f*ck she kissed me. Is kissing me. I bring her closer to me, pulling her mouth closer to mine. The first opening she makes in her mouth I slide my tongue in. Tasting her. My arms wrapped around her hands holding her back keeping her chest pinned to mine. And I devour her completely. I've wanted her like this since the moment she walked through that door in her father's office. We somehow make our way towards the water fall it was a little shallower so I could just stand with my chest just above the water. I put my hands on her ass and throw her up some making her legs wrap around my hips. I lean her against the mossy wall behind her. Kissing her deeper and deeper barely breathing, my d*ck was throbbing in my pants as she's rubbing her p*ssy against it. "If you don't stop I'm going to f*ck you right here and now." I growled at her, feeling the voice of predator deep inside me. If you want images of the characters check out the discord! Discord for this book: https://discord.gg/YsgYWTmN

In the heart of medieval times, Atika, a tribal slave girl adorned with intricate tattoos marking her heritage, finds herself on the auction block once again. Known for her fierce spirit and unyielding defiance, she has been sold and returned by numerous masters, none able to tame the wildness within her. Atika's life changes when Virgil, a handsome and tall pureblood vampire, attends the auction. Cold, sadistic, and narcissistic, Virgil's reputation precedes him. Yet, he is immediately captivated by Atika's beauty and fiery spirit. Her feral nature reminds him of a wild kitten, earning her the nickname "kitten" from him. Intrigued and seeing potential in her that others have missed, Virgil places a high bid, securing Atika as his new possession. He brings her to his grand estate, a place of opulence and dark secrets. There, he plans to mold her into a perfect servant, but he is also drawn to the possibility of something more—an unusual bond that neither can yet define. Excerpt: The moonlight filtered through the high, arched windows of Lord Virgil’s estate, casting an ethereal glow over the polished marble floors. The imposing figure of Virgil, a tall and handsome pureblood vampire with raven hair and piercing red eyes, stood in the center of the grand hall. His gaze was fixed on Atika, the human slave girl who knelt before him, her tribal attire and tattoos a stark contrast to the opulence around her. Atika's spirit was unbroken despite her circumstances. She was feisty, with a sharp tongue and a sweetness that could disarm even the coldest of hearts. But Virgil was not easily swayed. His narcissistic and sadistic nature made him a master of control, and he relished the challenge she presented. “Kneel, kitten,” Virgil commanded, his voice smooth and unwavering. Atika hesitated for a moment, her eyes flashing with rebellion, but she complied, sinking to her knees before him. She hated the nickname he had given her, but there was a strange intimacy in the way he said it, a possessiveness that sent shivers down her spine. Virgil stepped closer, his tall frame towering over her. He reached out, lifting her chin with a single finger, forcing her to meet his gaze. “Such a feral kitten,” he murmured, a hint of amusement in his voice. “You remind me of a wild creature, untamed and full of fire.” Atika’s breath hitched, but she refused to look away. “I am not a pet,” she said defiantly. “I am a warrior.” Virgil chuckled, the sound low and dangerous. “You are whatever I say you are,” he replied, his thumb brushing over her lips. “And right now, you are mine.” His eyes flickered to the brand on her shoulder, the mark that declared her a slave. His expression darkened, the amusement vanishing as quickly as it had appeared. “Who branded you with this mark?” he demanded, his voice cold and sharp. Atika’s heart pounded, fear and anger warring within her. She knew that revealing the name would bring death, but Virgil's patience was not infinite. She remained silent, her defiance a silent challenge. Virgil’s eyes narrowed, his grip tightening on her chin. “Answer me, kitten,” he growled, his voice a dangerous whisper. “Who dared to mark you as their property?” Tears welled in Atika’s eyes, but she refused to let them fall. She took a deep breath, her voice trembling as she finally spoke. “His name is Varek,” she said her voice barely a whisper. “He is the one who branded me.” Virgil’s expression grew darker, a deadly calm settling over him. He released her, turning away with a dangerous grace. “Varek,” he repeated, the name like poison on his lips. “He will pay for this.”