Gum Gum Pistol

“Why didn’t you tell me?” “Tell you what, Richard? What would you have done?” “I don’t know. Apologized sooner? Bought you a burger to make up for it?” Her eyes lit up with fire, “You think what you did to me… you think a burger can make up for it?” her eyes twinkled like she was fighting tears. Did I hurt her that badly? I was just a foolish teenager. “Nita, I am sorry. I was young, I was stupid. I wish I could take it all back and tell you how I feel instead of being a constant jerk to gain your attention.” “How did you feel that would justify what you did to me?” I paused for a minute, finding the words. “I had a huge crush on you at the time. And I didn’t know how to express myself. I was full of myself, I was the school’s ladies' man and the one girl I had eyes for didn’t even care if I existed,”  “And that justified what you did to me? Richard, you broke me. I can forgive you for ‘accidentally’ spilling your ice cream on me, or throwing my due assignment in the toilet, or the gum in my hair, or the glue in my chair but tell me how can I forgive you for what you did that night? Tell me!” “What night? Nita, what are you talking about?” “Remember when you asked me if I knew who sexually assaulted me?” I nodded, but what does that have to do with anything?  The more we spoke, the more confused I became. “You did and I cannot believe that you would stand there and pretend like it didn’t happen!” Nita has spent years trying to forget the torment she endured at the hands of Richard. When her family’s financial ruin forces her into an arranged marriage, she is horrified to find out the groom himself was her bully. Richard, a charming and successful businessman meets the first woman to be repulsed by him. Intrigued, he proposes a deal of a one year marriage of convenience. Navigating life as a couple, old wounds reopen, buried memories surface. As Richard learns more about his wife, he finds that he has enemies that followed him from his past to continuously cloud his wife’s judgement. Will Nita believe the truth and bury old wounds or will the pain of the past prove too strong to heal?

A Filipino high student from Leyte, named Basilio Valencia died in a landslide but was reincarnated into another world, which is a partial modern and fantasy world with some modern technology. But thanks to an ability called Tech, he still has his phone, journal, and laptop, as well as some pens and journaling equipment. Thus, he can still listen to his favorite songs and watch his favorite shows, anime, and movies from his previous life through his gadgets. Seeing his creature comforts being reincarnated with him, Basilio thought that he would recontinue his partially changed way of life, but his luck ran out when he almost died in a hostile army known as the Vamzom (Vampire-Zombie) Army. That army, which a Demon Sorcerer cursed to be blood-thirsty creatures that are more like a hybrid of both vampires and zombies, was killing humans and other races that had blood with combat helicopters, pistols, and swords for their blood. But then, the army regained their humanity partially when they realized what they had done to him and the other humans and races. So, they regretted their actions and worked hard to save him. But, while Basilio was in a coma, their leader, Ruslan Makesa, driven by guilt, took his own life by stabbing himself with his Blood Sword, before placing his powers as a Vamzom in a box; he intended to pass that and his leadership to the Basilio once he survive and wake up from his coma. And so, after Basilio had survived and woken up from his 2-month-long coma, the army apologized to Basilio and asked him to lead them, promising to be good to all races. Basilio was shocked but he forgave them, taking Ruslan's leadership with his own morals and ideals. So, after that, Basilio built a country with the Vamzom race that is civilized and friendly with his cultural traits and morals as a Filipino in his previous life, as well as modeling the new nation, known as the Ruslav Nation, after the Philippine republic. But Basilio discovered that there is a race called Otherworlders, which he was a part of, and took this as an opportunity to make alliances with them. But will Basilio adapt to this new life in a strange world? Warning: The photo used for the book cover is NOT mine! Credits go to the original owner!

Number Nine is a man who exists on the edge of everything. A ruthless killer, precise and calculating, his actions leave no room for weakness or hesitation. But beneath the silence of his cold exterior lies a fractured past-a web of lies, pain, and memories that he himself doesn't fully understand. With a pistol as his only companion, Number Nine drifts through a city teeming with chaos and corruption, an enigma to all who cross his path. He never speaks of his past, never explains his purpose. The world may try to box him in with labels and theories, but he is no one's puppet. Not a monster, not a hero-just a shadow who moves in the space between. As he moves through the streets, leaving only death in his wake, one question lingers: who is Number Nine, really? And will he ever be more than the sum of his fractured past?

"Oga kpata kpata! Oga no na isisi! Oga no n' enu!" He greeted his boss who was sitted in the spacious office with his back turned to him. "What's new?" The Boss answered with a cold emotionless voice. The smoke from his pipe engulfing the room. "The Alaye don show, he just touch down Chinua Achebe Airspace." The fellow answered, he being part of the activity didn't flinch at the sight or breathe of the atmosphere almost two inches thick which he stood in the midst of, firm like an Iroko ready to wait on his boss' command. "Interesting! Get her to keep an eye on him, you, keep an eye on them..." And as he spun himself on the swivel to face him, he asked, "Is that clear?" "I dey for you Oga m, I dey for you, asap!" He replied with a slight bow. With a wave of one of his palms, both hands were now rested on the table, he dismisses him. He left with a bow and a final greeting as another guard armed with only a pistol hails the boss and proceeds to shut the door behind him. The boss spun himself repeatedly and when he had finally settled, he had a smirk as he released puffs of cloud from his nostrils...

Born to become a vampire hunter but cursed with one eye and a short stature, Alex Pistol can only watch as her siblings become what she never could. Alex wants to have a calling to the legacy her family carries, but the only thing calling to her is the blood running through the veins of others. It entices her, but so do the voices in her head.

After blind date failed, Liu Miao got bonded with ( Spent money get rich system ) Ding. It's was detected that host has bought the coke*1 and rewarding with Lamborghini Veneno Roadster worth 150 million. It's was detected that host has bought instant noodles and rewarding with 10 billion. It's was detected that host has bought Bubble Gum and rewarding with 51% percent shares in Guangzhou real estate. After achieving the highest achievements, Liu Miao said helplessly. " Why is so difficult to spend money. " Spent money, and get rich is a novel covered in Action, Adventure, Harem, Romance Genres. Written by the Author Mythical Creatures.

**A world based in the world of DND but not exactly like it. *DON'T think about the rules of DND when reading because remember, as it is a story, it will flow as I see fit. Not only that but I will be adding in spells and abilities to each class, that don't exist in regular dnd games. It will seem like an rpg game with dnd elements lol.** A young human slave that forgot everything except for a princess that called him 'elder brother' and taught him magic. A supposed cowardly gnome monk with drink in his very tightly wrapped hands. A halfling ranger constantly scratching at a black steel arrow with mysterious origins in her quiver. A seemingly cold but talented tiefling beauty with druidic powers that is rumored to be a loner and even hates... men? A half-giant barbarian with an often grizzly behavior. A drow with her head in the books and her hand on her pistol. All very different from one another. Each with fates of their own. But all these fates are converging into one as they all meet in an unexpected place. "ACCEPTING NEW APPLICANTS TO THE BEST ADVENTURING ACADEMY IN VANHAVEN!" A strange set of fates indeed.

Lily, to spare her remarried father troubles and avoid being a cash machine, decides to flash-marry a stranger, Owen Matthews. She had assumed married life would be ordinary but respectful and mundane. It never crossed her mind that her new husband would be clingy like a piece of gum stuck to the bottom of a shoe.Whenever she faces a problem, Owen promptly appears to help, and she realizes her daily smiles have multiplied with him around. However, as their affection deepens, Lily senses something amiss. "Owen, do you know the CEO of Wisdom Forge Corporation well?" He adjusts his gold-rimmed glasses, solemnly stating, "That would be me, and you're the CEO's wife. Any issues?"

Dans une école prestigieuse d'Agadir, Rachid, un jeune garçon issu d'un milieu modeste, vit un quotidien marqué par le harcèlement. Fils d'une enseignante respectée, il souffre en silence, pris dans l'étau de la haine des autres élèves qui n'ont de cesse de le ridiculiser à cause de sa taille et de son poids. Seul réconfort, son petit poussin, Espoir, qu'il chérit comme son unique ami. Mais la vie de Rachid prend une tournure encore plus cruelle lorsqu'il perd ce dernier dans un tragique accident, le plongeant dans une profonde solitude. Alors que ses camarades ne cessent de l'ignorer, une rencontre inattendue avec Yasmine, une jeune fille belle et distante, semble offrir un rayon de lumière dans son monde sombre. Mais Rachid, bouleversé par ses propres complexes et le poids de ses blessures invisibles, doute de sa place dans la vie des autres. Avec la promesse d'une nouvelle chance de se sentir accepté, il s'ouvre à un avenir incertain, où les apparences se révèlent trompeuses et où la vérité se cache derrière des sourires et des promesses.

War was all he knew. The “God of the Battlefield,” Jackson“Jax” Vane had earned his title by turning the tide of every skirmish he fought. With unparalleled marksmanship , he wielded his twin pistols, Whisper and Bang, like extensions of his arms. His every bullet found its mark, his presence was overwhelming striking fear into foes. But on the blood-soaked field of his final battle a mysterious explosion shattered the world around him, leaving him hovering on the edge of death. When he opened his eyes again, it wasn’t the afterlife that greeted him. It was another world. In this strange and fantastical land where the clashes of blades, Martial arts and a mysterious power called Qi reigns supreme , Jax finds himself an anomaly. Armed only with his two guns , he is outnumbered, outmatched, and completely out of place OR so it seemed….

Nobody knew at the beginning of "Heaven" that the game itself would be awakened and gain complete self awareness to forid paying for game credits. After 10 years of development, Heaven's game credit has become the only currency interchangeable between reality and virtual reality. Inside the room, a player raises a pistol and points it at his very own head. Previously, he led a comfortable life as the son of a rich couple. But now, he was in a state of misery and destitution because of Heaven. He travels 10 years back in time and returns to the point in time when Heaven was to begin in a week's time. Being reborn, what was Chu You going to decide this time... P. S. The storyline is toxic and the protagonist is hardly sane. He is consumed by vengeance and acts wantonly. For entertainment solely. Read at your own risk.

[An Announcement from the Author: LLL will undergo major reformations! Expect a reboot of this confusing storyline sometime early January! Thank you for all of your support thus far.] Gods rule over the fundamental creations of life. Lords watch and rule over these Gods’ creations. Phos, the Lord of Light, found himself cornered by a sharpshooter in the dead of the night. This unlikely encounter led to destiny. — The marksman needed to kill a kind, beautiful man. From the photos, his target had crystalline orange eyes and glowing silver hair that cascaded down to the floor in waves. But, as with everything, the real man looked far more lucent and stunning. Like a soft light, like the first glimmer on the ocean’s surface as the Sun arose. Before he could raise his sniper’s rifle to extinguish this ray of light, however, the beautiful target pulled out a pistol and shot him straight in the abdomen. “I hope you don’t die. Good day.” With that, he swiftly turned and left, disappearing into the darkness, his long hair bouncing to his every crisp footstep. Leaving behind the confused marksman, who, dazed, clutched his new wound and slumped to the floor. Later on, the marksman managed to act stupid enough to gain his target’s trust. Showing his true colours, he toyed with a lock of his former victim’s hair, which was as silky and soft as he imagined. He held it to his lips, raised a corner of his black turtleneck to show the bulletwound on his abdomen, and whispered in a deep voice: “This wound, how will you repay it?” The original target, who shined like a dim candlelight under the rays of the moon, stretched up his bound arms to the hitman, brought a gentle hand to his skin, covered the wound… and with an unapologetic, professional business smile, he replied: “I’m sorry, are you really sure you have a scar there? How come I don’t see anything?” The marksman: … It’s because you’re covering it. The man he originally had to kill, who wore white silk pyjamas and a flame-like orange scarf every day and who looked like he could fall over with a slight push from the wind, was actually very resistant—and really, really pissed him off. Cover Art: nonsang_08 Upload Schedule: Every 3 days

In a realm where nightfall heralds a war with vampires, hunters are the guardians. One such teenage hunter awakens to a startling change: fangs protruding from his gums, a thirst for blood surging within him. He has become the very entity he hunted with fervor. To his bewilderment, the lethal touch of silver fails to end his life. Torn between his humanity and the nascent vampire within, he grapples with his innate sense of duty, his relentless pursuit for justice, and his ingrained loathing for vampires. Yet, the vampire within whispers of enhanced senses, formidable strength, and a seductive lust for blood. Driven by an unquenchable thirst to uncover his true identity, he embarks on a perilous odyssey of self-discovery, teetering on the precipice that divides human from vampire. Can he reconcile these warring essences, or will they engulf him in the very shadows he once vanquished?

Duan Holster 24 tahun berambut hitam dan mata hitam seorang mahasiswa tingkat akhir yang tinggal bersama neneknya. Duan bekerja sebagai penjaga toko, setelah mengakhiri kelas, setiap siang hari hingga malam, Duan bekerja selama 10 jam. Pada suatu hari Sebuah serangan terjadi dalam serangan pada toko tempatnya bekerja, tiga perampok datang ke tokonya, satu dari jauh menodong pistol, dua orang mencoba mendekat dengan salah satunya membawa pisau. "Beri semuanya atau mati" Rampok meminta. "Tolong tenang, ambil saja ini semua". Sepertinya pekerjaan ku berakhir disini pikir Duan. Pria terakhir mencoba mengambil uang dalam penyimpanan. "Minggir jangan melakukan apapun" Pach!!, sebuah pukulan mendarat di pipi Duan dan Dia terlempar membenturkan kepala belakang mengenai meja kasir di belakangnya. 'Sial ambil saja tidak usah memukul' pikir Duan dalam benaknya. Duan berdiri dengan sedikit linglung, pria yang membawa pisau mencoba menusuknya, Duan menghindarinya ke kanan menyerempet lengan kirin, Duan memposisikan kaki kanannya ingin maju ke depan tapi merasakan bahaya, Dia melompat mundur dan dan suara bang bang kaca disamping Duan sebelum pecah. Duan dengan reflek langsung menunduk 'Sial kenapa bergerak sih' mereka waspada terhadap perlawanan Duan. Duan memberi sarat dengan mengangkat dua tangan keatas mencoba berdiri untuk menyerah tapi di abaikan oleh pria membawa pisau. Wuss wuss wuus, tiga tusukan yang cepat dilakukan ke arah dada nya. 'uhh!!!' tusuk terakhir mengenai ulu hati dan suara pistol meletus 'bang! bang!' peluru mengenai kepalanya dan Duan terjatuh terkapar dengan wajar menghadap lantai, darah mulai membanjiri area tersebut. Delapan detik sebelum kematian kenangan terlintas dalam pikirannya 'aku tidak memiliki banyak kenangan indah untuk dibawa mati' Dia yang di besarkan oleh neneknya saja yang tidak memiliki teman seorang pun karena terlalu lusuh. Setelah kegelapan pun datang di pikirannya dan Duan mati, setelah beberapa waktu berlalu, Dalam kegelapan Duan Merasakan hangat. Matanya terbuka!!!

Kazumi Katsuragi, 17 years old, once trapped in the unforgiving world of the undead, now finds herself alone in a land that is unkown. With the gun in her hand, what challenges awaits Kazumi in this new land? World? No cheat No hidden power No overpowered servants Just a girl and her gun In a world where magic exist, how far can she make it?

Captain Leon Winston of the Western Command of the Kingdom of Ripon, Domestic Intelligence Division. Despite his elegant and noble appearance, he is known as the "Vampire of Campton" for his relentless torture of rebels, making him both revered and cursed by allies and enemies alike. "I always wanted to shove my pistol into you and stir it around." Oddly enough, the maid of the torture chamber, Sally Bristol, became the object of his uncontrollable desire, much like the rage he felt towards the rebels. She was just an ordinary, unremarkable woman... So why did the scent of her blood keep arousing him? The mystery didn't last long. The moment her name slipped from the lips of a rebel spy, he realized it. He no longer needed to suppress his violent desires. "I refrained because I didn't want to hurt a good girl, but now there's no need to hold back. Thank you, Sally. Oh, no... Grace." If you want to live, beg me. You never know, I might just grant your wish. RATED-18

‘‘What in God’s name is happening’’ Martha asked as she properly wore Marcus’ jacket and rolled the sleeve till it was her arm’s length. ‘The thing I have been shielding everyone from’ I answered running a hand through my hair. ‘’And what is that?’’ she asked pulling off her shoes. ‘Nothing you need to know about Milky way’ I said to her. ‘’You did not just mean that! I almost just got hit right now Sir and you are still telling me I need not know?’’ she asked in a slightly elevated hushed tone. ‘I’ll explain it all to you but do you see that car over there’ I asked pointing towards my car and she nodded. ‘I am going to cover you and I want you to run as hard as you can. Do you hear me?’ I asked looking at her directly. ‘’You might not know this but I am a level four combatant now but my dad put a pause to my trainings because of my studies so the least I can do is run’’ she said with a shrug of her shoulders. ‘I know everything about you L4 combatant. On my count of three, you run’ I said as I pulled out an Akdal Ghost TR01 pistol from the back of my pants. ‘One Two…’ I started but she cut me off, ‘’don’t get hit Milky Way’’ she said and I chortled lightly, surprised that she was still worrying about me even though I put her in harm’s way only a couple of seconds ago and at the nickname she just reciprocated in calling me. ‘I’ll try. Three!’ I said and she started running while I side ran with her shooting at the direction the bullet came from the other time. Because I was running, the bullets fired back did not touch me at first but before I got to my car, I was shot in my arm. I opened the door of the car to get in and was expecting Martha to do same but that was when I turned back and saw it. Martha did not make it to the car, she was sprawled on the floor, in her red dress, with her blood flowing from her side.

"You've been a very bad boy sweetheart. Do you know what happens to bad boys?" I question my victim. A Cheshire cat grin came across my face as I aimed the pistol at his head and pulled the trigger. Avanelle Day is one of many girls whose heart has been broken multiple times. When she witnesses her long term boyfriend's infidelity, she is at her breaking point. An agency that specializes in capturing and erasing the lives of men who are a menace to society, recruits her and molds her into a killing machine. Being an assassin with major trust issues and a heart of stone, she has no interest in having a significant other. What will happen when Zane Anderson, the complete opposite of the assassin, gets caught up in the raging fire of her life?

In the magical realm of Mythoria , guns are relics of a forgotten era, seen as nothing more than curiosities—less effective than a wooden sword against the enchanted beasts and powerful sorcerers that inhabit the land. The world relies on magic, and those without it are often seen as weak and insignificant. This is a world where spells shape society, and the arcane arts are the ultimate form of power. Enter Alaric, a carefree and self-centered nobleman, infamous for his lack of magical talent. Despite his noble lineage, Alaric is a disappointment to his family and peers, more interested in living a life of leisure than engaging in the pursuits of magic. His lack of magical ability made him a constant target of mockery and disdain within the noble circles. On his Fifteenth birthday, Alaric's father, tired of his son's aimless existence, gifts him an old, dusty pistol as a cruel joke—a symbol of his uselessness in a world dominated by magic. Little do they know, this seemingly archaic weapon holds secrets that will soon change the fate of Mythoria.

In the midst of a seemingly ordinary life, Azalea Phoneix, a forty-year-old businesswoman, harbors a dark and unsettling secret that draws attention from those around her. Despite her best efforts to provide a loving home for her stepdaughter Sinclair, their relationship remains strained. Azalea's one wish is to see Sinclair wedded to the groom of her late husband's choosing, Orion, which is also the final term of her contract with her deceased spouse. This contract is the key to her long-awaited freedom, and she will do whatever it takes to fulfill it. However, when Sinclair rejects the proposal and refuses to comply with her father's last wish, Azalea's plans are thrown into disarray. To make matters worse, Orion finds himself drawn to Azalea instead of Sinclair, leading him to court her. But as he delves deeper into her mysterious persona, he uncovers chilling secrets that even Azalea is unaware of. Secrets that have been buried for years, and ones that threaten to destroy everything she has built.

Matthew navigates a world teeming with crime and a hint of comedy and romance. He endeavors to carve his name into history as the greatest outlaw ever. Join him as he charts a path through a parallel Earth, where chaos reigns, and the line between crime and heroism blurs. -------------------------------------------------------------- A few things to clear before you read - -> The novel follows a steady moderate pace with gradual world-building and character development. So if you are looking for a novel where mc gets a system, completes quests and gets op in like 2 chapters, this books is not for you. -> I have worked hard on the world-building and characters to make it rich and deep so, you can safely raise your expectations. -> The novel may get a bit dark in future chapters. Also there will be romance and intimate scenes (nothing explicit though). Patreon - https://patreon.com/user?u=111552903&utm_medium=unknown&utm_source=join_link&utm_campaign=creatorshare_creator&utm_content=copyLink --------------------------------------------------------------- Excerpt:- And as he thought about the consequences of his actions today - THERE. WERE. NONE. 'There are no consequences.' Matthew repeated in his head. He smiled evilly. In his previous life he was trapped by what society and ethics expected of him. His true identity, full of rebellion, defiance and a strong desire for freedom, got buried under the pressure of what society deemed acceptable. The rules acted like chains, holding back the wild parts of who he really was. But as Matthew stepped out of the shower and looked at himself in the mirror, he realized something - In this new world, those chains were broken, and he could finally let loose and be his true self without worrying about what society thought. Finally he can be the man he always was, finally he can be free. And as he made the conscious decision to accept this newly discovered version of himself - he felt free, he felt creative, powerful, charged, INVINCIBLE. He had never thought that he could feel all these things so vividly. He was no longer the Matthew Marshall form his previous world. A great man once said - "When do you think a person dies? When a bullet from a pistol pierces his heart? No. When he's attacked by an incurable disease? No. A man... dies when people forget him." Matthew, until now had not forgotten his previous self from the world he was from. Saturday, May 30 2009. That was the day when Matthew Marshall died, forgotten by himself and Matteo Marchesi was born in his place.

Celsi adalah seorang murid yang tiba-tiba datang ke dimensi atau dunia lain yang tidak ia kenali, berada di tengah hutan dan dibekali dengan pistol, namun pistolnya tidak familiar

Somehow, Ling Yuyan transmigrated into the book she read as the villainess...'s little maid. The heroine hates her, the villainess bullies her, and she has no backing or any golden thighs to hug at all. But don't worry, equipped with the knowledge from the book and her Plundering System, Ling Yuyan will become stronger step by step in order to survive! Wait, why is this biggest scheming handsome villain always looking at her passionately? You will only ruin your cold and indifferent image! Even the protagonist always annoyingly wants to stick with her like gum on her shoes. Shouldn't you pester your beloved heroine instead? Ling Yuyan: "Please, all of you stop bothering me~! I only want to keep a low profile~!" --------------------------------------- My entry story for Webnovel Spirity Awards 2024. Please support it by leaving any comments, reviews, or vote with spirit stones if you like it~!

St. Claire the fearless cowboy rides again with his faithful horse Mr. Grey. Both his sheriff friend Mr. Morgoyle's Colt 45 pistols are with him. Safe and sound he travels near west with a slight southwest wind in his hair. Mr. Grey guides with abundance of precision. Even facing the most dangerous persues St. Claire puts him on.

In a world torn apart by ancient enmities, a marriage of convenience is brokered between the rival nations of Solyria and Nuria. The union is steeped in political intrigue and desperation, as the curse afflicting the Solyrian prince can only be cured by a nurian person—a member of the enemy nation. Caught in the midst of this arrangement are Noori, the daughter of the Emperor of Nuria, and Dastan, the cursed prince of Solyria. Their fates become intertwined as they are bound together in matrimony, despite their vastly different backgrounds and intentions. For Dastan, the marriage represents a means to an end—the lifting of his curse. Once freed from his affliction, he seeks to dissolve the union and reclaim his sovereignty. However, Noori harbors a deeper agenda. Driven by a desire for revenge against the Solyrian kingdom, she sees the marriage as an opportunity to sow discord and chaos from within. What happens when their hateful relationship evolves into something more, forcing one of them to reconsider their plans to save the marriage? And when their hidden histories are revealed, will they be able to maintain their marriage amidst the turmoil? ---------------------------- Book Cover by discord : writerbubble1234 instagram : @writerbubble

Kiara, a workaholic who has never been in a relationship, finds herself falling for a boy five years younger than her. She tries to escape the feeling yet they remain intact until one day when she disappears without a trace. Seven years pass and they boy becomes a successful man, Owning all the wealth he ever wanted and the love of his life by his side. But just then out of nowhere he meets Kiara again who isn’t anything like her past self and doesn’t recognises him. The story of Kiara and how her love story ended without even starting. The cover doesn’t belong to me, all rights belong to the creator, found it on Pinterest

Syrus was reluctant to Marry the Duke's daughter after knowing about his cunning plans. But despite his resistance, he was married to Myrtle. With no other option, he left the Palace on his wedding night. A year later on his wedding anniversary, he came back with a commoner girl named Annabelle. The Palace went into chaos and the news made many furious except for Myrtle who stood by them and protected Annabelle at every turn. Syrus thought it was one of her new plans on gaining his favor until Myrtle did the unthinkable that made Syrus realize her intentions.

"Evelyn's ordinary day takes an extraordinary twist when she mistakenly tries to heal an injured dog with a toxic plant. Little does she know, this innocent act sets off a chain reaction that flips her life upside down. Strange feelings of being watched follow her, and just when things can't get more peculiar, her grandma sends a puppy for her to care for while she's on vacation. To Evelyn's surprise, the once-injured dog reappears at her doorstep. But there's more to these animals than meets the eye. A trip to the woods unravels a mystery that leaves Evelyn feeling hunted. With danger looming and an unintended rivalry with the Alpha, after she has caused him subtle inconveniences, Evelyn finds herself at the mercy of the hunter who has sinister plans for her and the overbearing alpha who has a beef with her. In the whirlwind of emotions, Evelyn doesn't realize when a romance blooms in the most unexpected way." (The book is R18 and involves many invasive chapters so read at your own risk.)

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