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"3, 2, 1… FIGHT!" the referee shouted. Both of the fighters threw punches at each other, and the crowd cheered. Benjo got hit, Chad got punched, and they just kept striking each other. In the video's of their previous fights they made me watch, they just wrestled and pinned each other, and it was boring. Chad got knocked to the ground and got up once more, then Benjo did the same. Mark and I watched in silence, closely. A lot of minutes later, both of the fighters ran out of breath and just stood meters away from each other, each taking a moment to catch their breath. Both of them really gave their all in the fight, they really showed how much they hate each other. The crowd grew silent, and I looked at Mark, "Damn, that was badass!" "Yeah, I agre-" "WHAT IS THAT!" someone shouted while Mark was talking. I look at the fighters, something glowing caught my eye. Their forearm to their fist, is glowing, glowing and blazing with yellow aura, yellow particles are coming out of the aura like a kindling fire. The crowd are in amazement, and I take a closer look. I saw a lion beside each of the fighters. Two lions, one lion beside Chad, and one lion beside Benjo. Both of the lion are growling at each other. Wait, a lion? When did it get there? There shouldn't be supposed to be lions around here.

[Mature Content] ||| this is a fantasy soulmates romance set in an Urban setting with lots of deeply traumatic backstories and many deaths on the way, in a magical ancient academy, and with one of the main plots being revenge. there are countless types of mythical creatures and all coexisting in our very world. ||| dual point of view one love interest ||| As I closed the portal I opened with my spatial magic after both of my idiotic brothers crossed it, they turned to me with a wide and mischievous grin and before I could open a portal to get out of here, Apollo held me back by my forearm and Atlas took my ear pods out of my ears. I hate when he does that. Can they understand that if I'm with pods on, it's 'cause I have no intention of talking with people? "...phone?" I blinked and stared at my snow-white haired brothers, wondering how would I look if I had their snow wavy hair and golden eyes instead of how I came out. I mean, I do magically dye my hair crimson red and use golden lens since ever, but my actual looks are nothing like that. I didn't really took dad's hair or his midnight blue eyes, or mom's golden eyes and her baby pink wavy hair either. I'm just... Weird. Hot? Absolutely. But weird. Thankfully my brothers no better than to tell anyone about how I actually look like. In fact, it's been such a long time since I just rested in front of anyone, including, looking like I naturally am, that they might have forgotten it by now. Also another reason why I don't shift into my dragon in front of absolutely no one, except when I'm in a personal training in vacation with dad, even though he's not a dragon but a vampire, I feel okay to be myself for once. Even more comfortable than I feel with my two brothers. Maybe 'cause I'm bitter that I don't look like them or our parents at all. I mean, my features are a bit like mom were, according to dad, but it's been 9 years now, as painful as it is to admit, I don't remember mom so vividly anymore. One more reason for me to kill Lust-Rhae Evangeline Python, the Archangel Queen, that fucking bitch who killed mom after she killed her husband by self-fucking-defense after he attacked her. I mean, what did she expect? That the Dragon Queen would just watch Wrath-Grey Zade Cervenka try to kill dad and be fucking okay with it? Fuck no. They were mates after all. The Demon King brought that to himself, but that bitch couldn't handle it and came after mom when dad wasn't around and killed her. In front of me. And I am supposed to put up with her rebel twin kids, Pride-Niklaus and Vain-Dove? You really think that would be a good idea? I want to kill both of them before I kill her, just for her to taste how it feel to have a loved one being killed right on front of you as you watch it helplessly. ||| English is not my first language. It's original by me.

To save her family from dying unjustly like they did in her previous life she has to marry a Prince rumored to be a demon. A marriage that was only a deal on paper turns to something they both can't resist. ** Two people who transverse through a lifetime of difficulty and hardship only to find each other again in another lifetime. Will their love transcend over the forces of time and the evil that lurks behind the power of a wish? Or will fate tear them apart to regain the world's stability. *************** Excerpt "How ridiculous, just because you saved my life, now I have to pay you back by marrying you?" Hamon looked strangely terrifying as he gave her a mocking laugh. If he wasn't already wounded Ara might've beat that laugh off his face, for her own peace of mind. "Your Highness if you keep laughing like that, your wound will open." Her voice sounded muffled behind the armor making it quite gruff. "Shut your disgusting mouth, even your voice is disgusting." "Your Highness, listen to what I ha-" "I'm going to say this one last time. I'm not going to marry you....so You can take your sorry self and leave this place right now while am being nice!" Ara wanted to fume At him when he kept on interrupting her again and again. 'He thinks I'm disgusting, after I risked my life to save him? What an arrogant pompous Prince!' Despite her anger boiling beneath the surface, she said in a calm voice. "Can you please just listen to me first?" __ Excerpt 'Without Arabella...Hamon is nothing.' 'Die? How will you die when I'll be here to bring you back? Not even death can take you away from me, wife.' 'If anything happens to you...I will ruin the entire world!' Memories of his words to his wife began to echo in his head, then images of her smiling face. And what she said earlier. 'If you tell me to split up with you again, I'll get very mad at you. And I won't allow you hold me to sleep tonight!' 'Hamon, I'll be dead before I leave your side, I am your wife and once your soldier, I am not a coward. I am staying by your side!' Hamon sat frozen on the cold forest ground as he held Ara's dead body in his arms. There was no longer any signs of tears in his eyes, all that was left was a pair of soulless eyes. He slowly glanced down at her pale lifeless face, the reality began to sink to his mind. His wife was dead, Ara was dead... She died saving him, taking the arrows meant for him. As those thoughts went through his mind, his face slowly began to darken, like cloudy storms of an incoming typhoon that could tear the skies and the earth apart, gradually his forearms veins started to turn purple and it spread to his neck veins and forehead. He pulled away from Ara's body and stood to his feet. Eyes as red as blood, claws long and sharp pierced through his fingers cutting his skin, but he didn't so much as flinch as the blood dripped from them. Purple dark veins appeared on his face as his sharp fangs peeked out of his clenched lips. There the Demon stood with flames blazing in his hands, it looked nothing like Hamon. Just his soulless eyes were enough to make one crawl away in fright. __ Note: this book is a slow burn romance, and there's no major tragedy. You can also check out my other book. Title: Bound To The Ice Dragon King Happy reading!

"Wh-who the hell are you and why are you kissing me!?" With Aranea backing away as she hid her lips with her forearm, the blue-haired man who came out of nowhere approached her, making Aranea stand up abruptly but was suddenly stopped when he knelt down right in front of her. "Where is my phone!? Why did you turn into a human being? Why did you kiss me!?" Ignoring her series of questions, the man held her right hand then he kissed the back of her palm, introducing himself to her—everyone flabbergasted with what he said. "My name is Leonel. I am your loyal familiar that you have summoned, Aranea Griffin." *** Aranea Griffin, together with her twin sister, Elenea Griffin, received an invitation to enroll in a magic school. Their foster mother was ecstatic to receive such news! However, she felt doubt on how Aranea had received the invitation when they knew that she did not possess any magical powers compared to her twin sister having musical, healing powers! That was what most people thought... until Aranea kissed her phone, transforming it into a man who claimed to be her loyal familiar! Maybe Aranea may not be as powerless as they think she is... ~ CLARIFICATION: Despite the book having the word harem and the reverse harem tag, they don't share the same FL like what is seen in other stories. Put it simply: each familiar has their own love interest and each of them have their own back story. [WARNING: Some chapters of the book may contain mature R-18 content.] Cover commissioned to: Chainslock Update Schedule: HIATUS Information about the cover: The cover will change along with the story. With the familiars that Aranea will unlock, the chibi character will no longer be dimmed. ;) So stay tuned, and enjoy the story! Want to further show your support? Send me a ko-fi~! ^^ Link: https://ko-fi.com/mysticamy

He had been the best assassin of all time in his world and when he was finally killed, a goddess took the opportunity to send his soul into the body of a boy in another world who was weak for now but who was destined to become the most powerful mage of this world. This young boy was called Kevin and he decided to take his identity as he had kept his memories. The only thing he had in common with him was that they were both orphans, but Kevin had a weak mind and a weak body, in short, everything he hated the most. After successfully entering the Sun Sect as a mage, he managed to open the book Kevin had inherited from his parents and which he had been unable to open. What was his surprise when he realized that this book had turned into a System that allowed him to level up like in the virtual reality games he used to play in his home world. With the help of this System he will fufill his wish, he will become the most powerful humans of this world, not even shapeshifters or demons will be able to do anything to him. ………… Kevin turned his head towards him and seeing that he was still naked he said, looking away again : "Get dressed first, then we'll talk." Axel found some clothes that looked loose and put them on right away, he also took a pair of daggers whose blades were just a little shorter than his forearms, and he then approached Kevin and hugged him from behind. Kevin let him doing whatever he wanted, even though one of his daggers was now very close to his throat, Axel said to him close to his ear : "I want to trust you Kevin, so give me a good reason to." Kevin then asked him : "What do you want to know ?" Axel sighed, threatening Kevin with his own daggers won't do him any good, and he risked breaking the bond they were just making. He then took a decision and planted the two daggers in the ground in front of them, he ran his hands under Kevin's sweater and circled his waist with them, pressing him more against him. Kevin hadn't expected this turn of event and he felt his heartbeat quicken. Axel's hands were warm and he could feel his huge erection against him, one thing was sure, it was that he didn't let him indifferent. …………. WARNING this is not a slowburn romance and it's a R18 BL novel with lots spicy scenes so if you like reading 100 chapters before the mc and ml kiss for the first time just skip this story it's definitely not for you Otherwise, follow the adventures of our two heroes, if you love worlds filled with mysterious creatures, magic, fights, dungeons, a System that allows you to level up quickly, and a unique and powerful love story then this story is for you. ……………. If you like this story give a try to my other novels : The Divine Mage System The Celestial Phoenix and His Guardian (BL) Reincarnated to save the universe (GL/BL) New Update : Sunday/Monday/Wednesday/Friday/Saturday Enjoy your reading time and don’t forget to vote, to comment, and to review :)  

(Completed) This is the first novel I've ever written, please be nice. “Whoever freed me made a mistake, because I'll only bring death and carnage in my wake.” A mysterious voice proposed: “How about we do it together baby?” A-Xuan spent his entire life fighting to be able to live well since he was an orphan with no one at his side. All he did was work and go to school until he got a well-paying job in a famous high-tech company. Just before he could enjoy the fruit of his hard labor, he was abducted and became a slave to a cannon fodder system CF. From then on started his miserable journey. For over 20 000 years he suffered misfortune after misfortune as he traveled from world to world. Each body he inhabited lived a terrible life until its painful end. Between each world, he only had a few moments in the Locus space before he had to move on until it turned into freedom. A-Xuan studied the interface in his forearm, and then looked at his status in the CF system. He smiled and looked around the stary place. He watched as a shooting star passed in front of him. A-Xuan reached out and destroyed the star in pieces with a vicious smile. Now that he is free, he'll use the CF system as it should've been used. He'll cause immeasurable damage and suffering to anyone who had a hand in the extermination of all the bodies he'll inhabit. A-Xuan reached for the nearest star and disappeared with a malicious smile. Arc 01: Modern Era (15 Chapters)✔ Arc 02: Abo (10 Chapters)✔ Arc 03: Actor (13 Chapters)✔ Arc 04: Vampire (13 Chapters)✔ Arc 05: Interstellar (8 Chapters)✔ Arc 06: Mafia (10 Chapters)✔ Arc 07: Ancient Era (8 Chapters)✔ Arc 08: Witch (13 Chapters)✔ Arc 09: Ger (14 Chapters)✔ Arc 10: Fairy (14 Chapters)✔ Arc 11: Origin (16 Chapters)✔ Arc 12: Apocalypse (10 Chapters)✔ Arc 13: Gods Realm (9 Chapters)✔ *********************************

# CRYBABY A stranger! Lu An'an married a stranger! She heard that the man was extremely ugly and was a sex masochist despite his old age, but she could not reject him for the sake of her family. On their wedding night, she thought about how she would leave her parents and brother completely in the future and spend the rest of her life living with the rumored sexual abuse… The more Lu An'an thought about it, the more worried she became and the more terrified she became. Her tears started gushing out even more violently. At this moment, a coarse and warm hand gently lifted her face. "So beautiful, how did you know I like to see others cry?" Oh, my god! He— he was truly a pervert! Lu An'an shivered. Although he looked very young and good-looking, with deep-set eyes and thick eyelashes, and he had a smile like a sun, she would never tolerate such a terrifying hobby, much less cooperate with it! "It's just a business marriage between us. I hope we can... respect each other after we get married," said Lu An'an after mustering up all her courage. Her tears turned the handsome man's features blurry. However, Yan Yunge merely chuckled and kissed her tears away. "Don't worry, you'll like it." Looking at the huge object that was as thick as a forearm staring straight at her with its head held high and chest puffed out, Lu An'an could not help but shake her head. Yan Yunge whipped out his pocket-sized pistol and looked at her with a cheeky smile. "One of these guns is going to enter your body. Choose it yourself." She—she did not want to choose any of them. She wanted a divorce! Yan Yunge's breathing became heavier. "Then, can I choose for you? Why don't we put both of them in?"

A fantasy parody heavily inspired by Dungeon and Dragons. Does this novel take itself seriously? Fuck no. Is it good? Probably not. A young hero with massive forearms goes on an adventure, after being kicked out of the house at 2 and a half years old.

"What would you like to be? A toad, serpent, bench, signet, papyrus, pot of Cauldron? Say." What kinda crazy list was she making? How crazy she was. She couldn't even make any soothing and pleasurable form. He would take those as a message from a cherub in hell. "A necklace!" "So be it." She touch his erection (the closest thing to her) and he turned immediately into a necklace. A necklace with a green blob. She wore it around her neck and slid it into the path between the two enormous boobs. That was all Vulcan had ever wanted. That moment should never pass away... * * * Vulcan was a horror poet when he was alive. On the day when Myclops, the village priest was to dedicate the cave to Medusa, Vulcan got drunk. And in his subconsciousness, he was caught up into his fantasy. There he was met by Poseidon, the god of the sea, before a sea of glass. He was welcomed into his fantasy. There he was to act all the things he had written in his poems. It aint as easy as whichever way you are looking at it. Remember he was a horror poet. Enjoy his fantasy with him. How he met Medusa, several nymphs and fairies and discovered the secret of the wierd priest. He would fight Poseidon, Leviathan and maybe God too, because he wrote all those in his poems. * * * DISCLAIMER TO ALL THE READERS. ESPECIALLY TO THOSE WHO THINK THEY KNOW ALL. {APOLOGY IF THAT WAS RUDE} FROM CHAPTER 2 - 50 PERHAPS, THE USE OF WORDS IS QUITE REMOTE AND COULD BE A LITTLE BIT ANNOYING SINCE THE WRITER MADE AN EXCESSIVE USAGE OF "THE THIRD PERSON OMNISCIENT NARRATIVE TECHNIQUE". THAT IS, THE WRITER EXCESSIVELY PLAYED ON THE THOUGHTS OF THE CHARACTERS BY REPEATING AND REPEATING AND REPEATING WHICH COULD PRETTILY BE ANNOYING. THEREFORE, TO SAVE YOURSELF OF THE STRESS, YOU CAN SIMPLY START READING THE BOOK FROM CHAPTER 60 OR SO. DO NOT BE BOTHERED. YOU WON'T MISS OUT ON MUCH. IT'S A BOOK OF STAGES OF FANTASY. PLUS THE BOOK WILL EXTEND TO 1K CHAPTERS. SO, NO READER SHOULD GO TO THE REVIEW SECTION AND START COMPLAINING ABOUT REPETITION OF THOUGHTS OF THE CHARACTERS BECAUSE IT HAS BEEN DISCUSSED HERE. DO NOT DIMINISH THE REPUTATION OF THIS BOOK. READING IS BY CHOICE. PLUS, THE WRITER MIGHT FIND TIME TO EDIT THE MENTIONED CHAPTERS AND HELP THE READERS TO UNDERSTAND WHAT HE WAS TRYING TO DO WITH THE EXCESSIVE PLAY ON WORDS. WELCOME TO THE WORLD OF AN ANCESTOR. TO BE FOREWARNED IS TO BE FOREARMED. THANKS FOR STOPPING BY.

"Where am I?" "That's none of your concern." "If my location isn't my concern, then whose is it?" "Mine, and I know, so you're fine." He finally was able to yank me on top of him. I elbowed his face trying to get up once again. "Look, I told you already. I don't know what the fuck you think this is, but I am not the fucking one. Don't test me. Get your hands off of me or I swear to god I'll choke you." "I'd enjoy it." the minute the words left his mouth I punched him in the throat then pressed my forearm into his neck as he sputtered. "I told you not to test me. You may think you're crazy, but I promise you I'm crazier." He smirked up at me and my stomach dropped. Maybe I was wrong. _________________________________________________ Nani figures that her kidnapping is the worst thing that can happen to her. But when she uncovers something much bigger than her is at stake, she is thrown into a world of lies, fake love, seduction, betrayal, espionage, and danger. Time is running out for her to save millions of people, all while she deals with a lunatic who has decided he must have her at any cost. If she wasn't crazy before, this would be her breaking point. ATTENTION: If you think this will be that book where the female is okay with being beaten, raped, and treated like property, I am warning you. Nani is not the one. She will not play those games. IN THIS HOUSE WE DO NOT STAN RAPE, ABUSE, MISOGYNY, STUPIDITY, AND HEADASSERY.

"you can do anything you want." Lee's voice glided along his senses. "long as you don't touch the controls". Pinching his eyes shut, he folded his arms, tried not to clutch the fabric of his suit coat. Perspiration dampened his forehead. His stomach whirled. "I'm right beside you",Lee said into the headphones when the plane began to move. He listened to her voice while she gave their coordinate to the seattle tower, and the plane skimmed the ocean, lifted, buzzed into the sky. He listened to the tone of her words more than their meaning. That assured tone, the quiet, steady tone. And when he bit the inside of his cheek, he felt her fingers curve around his forearm. "you'll be okay with me". And in that heartbeat, Rogan believed her. He really did... She never believed that an unexpected pregnancy or handsome new passenger would push her carefully mapped out plans wildly off course! But charter pilot Lee Tait had to focus on her business and she couldn't bear the thought of getting hurt again. She and her baby would be just fine on their own. As soon as widowed single dad Rogan Matt met vivacious Lee, he felt the pieces of his shattered heart began to mend. Now all he had to do was convince the beautiful pilot that some risks in life are worth taking......

"Yeah..." he trailed off resting his back, holding his forearms up to keep him in place, "but it's still boring, who wants to be a goodie two shoes for the rest of their life, live a little, angel," I rolled my eyes at that, I don't even know why he's talking to me or even why he's talking about this, the guy is rich, he can get into millions of trouble, he's future is still safe and secure. "It's okay to break few rules but for me, it ruins the perfect future you have planned out," I said. "Perfect is fucking boring."

I am standing in the middle of the large body of water. Where am I? The ocean? Is this what the ocean looks like? Everywhere I turned it was water. Water so still it looked like mirror. Just a short distance from where I stood, I saw a woman, clad in black leather and Nylphiric Steel knives strapped at her belt, and forearms. I suspect, there are more tucked in her boots. Her hair is as black as mine, braided tightly on her head and touched just above her lower back; and her eyes, her eyes caught mine.Swirls with different shades of silver and ocher, moved like a void within. As I tried to take a step closer, I sank.

"Open your eyes for me please. Let me see the desired in them." Lucius pleaded as he took her lips again. He had felt his own climax when she did. Her screams sending unending waves of pleasure to his cock. He had come fast and hard with a groan of his own and now he feared that he had hurt her. "Please." He pleaded again when she didn't respond. She was so deep in pleasure that she couldn't hear him. He felt an overwhelming happiness that he had given his soul mate that much pleasure. But he needed to be sure that it was indeed pleasure. He wanted to do right by her. He wanted her to tell him that she loved this. Monica opened her eyes slowly tears falling from it as she did. "Tears of pleasure?" He asked, his eyes pleading for an answer. Monica couldn't speak and she knew it. She didn't even try to speak her voice was clogged as so many emotions ran through her, the most outstanding being intense pleasure. I must enter you now." he warned her begging for permission. He didn't want to hurt her. She nodded in understanding but she knew as much as he did that gestures weren't enough. A promise came softly from her lips as she spread her knees wider for him." Take me because from this moment I'm yours." Settling between her legs, he balanced on his forearms. He shook with anticipation and need. His body was coiled, his chest on fire, his heart now a mallet swinging inside his chest. "By the great sun, it has never been like this." "Never?" Monica asked still in a cloud of her own desire. Her body had begun to writhe beneath his. Her sex smelled so sweet and beckoning. Lucius wanted to suckle her again going low but his other needs were too great. "Never." Much to his surprise, he felt his invisible binding tendrils release from his shoulders and arms, his legs, even his buttocks. He had felt this when he kissed her in the forest and when he was alone with her in the dining. Every time he saw her his body craved to be bound to her, there was no resisting it. "What is that sensation?" she asked. "Like fingers rippling over my skin." "The invisible binding ropes. I am so sorry, Monica I have waited for you for such a long time a century to be precise. The prophecy promised me a soul mate one who would be bound to me. I have waited so long to feel this pleasure. The pleasure my people who have been bound to their mates felt. I want this my body cannot resist it. My body feels a need to bind you to me I can't control it." *** Two humans are kidnapped and forcefully made to live as mates to the King of all Vampires and the strongest Alpha. They are both bound by one thing, their humanity_but other than that their fates are completely different. This is the story of the Vampire king Lucius the sun of Apollo who was cast down to earth by Zeus and his mortal mate, Monica. It features, The war and trepidation that surrounds the vampire kingdom. The humans they love and the humans that love them. The werewolves they align and the alpha's that make terrible decisions. Even the witches that threaten to extinct vampires are not left out of this tale. This is a story of love and war and no one is bound to play fair. warning: Contains mature content.

An ancient promise and romance cursed by the heavens, a war that will rewrite history, and revenge for unforgivable crimes make this a book you can't miss! Dark storm clouds rolled over the jagged peaks of the mountain obscuring the morning sun. Horses stomped with anticipation as their riders clad in black armor watched the valley below. Grotesque demons and corpses alike growled with hunger as the smell of war permeated the winds blowing up the baren rocky mountain. Echoes of howling hellhounds haunted the ears of everyone in their presence as they patrolled the front lines. Their leader stood determined ahead of his army with a shred of red blood-soaked fabric wrapped around his forearm. This was only the beginning of his revenge. . . ***Mature Content Warning *** may not be suitable for all readers.

Rohan was transmigrated into an unknown world. But he was not alone because whole humanity was transmigrated into that same world. The people were given chance to become a lord and create their own empire. they were given a crystal ball which can give you resources and troops if you place it on a land where you wanna start your empire making journey. Every person was given this same chance so they accepted it. Every person get troops of intelligent beings. the troops can make buildings,equipment and etc. they can also fight for you. Every person got troop according to their personality and mindset. the troops were mainly consists of human,elf and drawfs. they were intelligent and knows what to do so it was easy for the humans who were chosen as lord to become powerful. but there was one person who got different kind of troops. unlike other people who get mainly intelligent troops from the start. Rohans troops were actually slimes and goblins. What he got from Novice pack was not Crystal ball but a big deer horn which was bigger and wider than his forearm. the troops he received were monsters with low intelligence but 100% loyalty. unlike other people who got chance to become an emperor. Rohan got chance to become demon god. but that was not all he also got his exclusive SSS- grade talent which was '100x for everything.'

" a wisp of silk in a forest of black wool " Angelique Arcane spelt heartbreak. She had men and women falling to her feet like dominos only for their hearts to be crushed beneath her red soled stelletos with no remorse. Everything seemed effortless to her and tangling words into a mesh of lies was second nature. But she never knew another person with the same cyanide tongue who could defy her, up until she stepped into Crowndale university where Asher Roosevelt was hell bent on destroying her. ____________ Excerpt: His fingers grasped her forearms, a bruising grip as he wrenched Angelique closer causing her to crash against his iron hard body, one hand tangled itself into her hair, pulling lightly at the roots as he tilted her head to a side and leaned forward. Asher's lips were a hair's breath away from the shell of her ear, breath warm, a stark contrast to how chilled his words were "You wouldn't want to mess with me, Arcane." Angelique's heartbeat spiked but she didn't manifest it, rather veiling it under a confident facade as she fisted her slender fingers on his shirt, crumpling it "Maybe you wouldn't want to mess with me, Roosevelt." He inclined back, just enough to lock his gaze on the challenger, after all, Asher Roosevelt loved challenges. They entertained him, kept him from getting bored.

" Don't come near me! " She said while trembling badly. She is scooting backside until she bumped with the well. He was looking at her keenly while blood droplets fell on the ground with his saliva. She looked at the blood droplets and became more scared. He went near her and sniffed her rose scent, which calmed him a bit. But she closed her eyes in fear and mumbled, " Don't come near me and touch me, you monster! " That word was enough for him to lose his mind. He shifted himself into his human form and caught her forearm tightly. He made her stand up on her feet and growled, " Don't you dare to call me a monster. I am your mate! " She calmed herself and yelled, " WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT? WHAT IS MATE? WHO IS YOUR MATE? LEAVE ME! Look, I will not tell anyone about your secret. But let me go! " " NEVER! YOU ARE MINE! " He growled. Madison Davis is a human and CEO of Davis Architects. She is a soft, stubborn, humble, strict, and intelligent lady. You can call her beauty with brains. She never showed any interest in any guy and spent most of the time in her work. Alexander Black is an alpha of Silver Moon Pack who is no. 1 in New Zealand. He is also the CEO of Black Enterprises. He is ruthless, cols, dominant, handsome, and smart guy. Girls fell in love with him with his one look, but he never showed his interest to any girl and was eagerly waiting for his mate. What will happen if these two different species meet in a different situation? Will they accept each other? What will happen between them? Let's find out their story in this love story.

"you can do anything you want." Lee's voice glided along his senses. "long as you don't touch the controls". Pinching his eyes shut, he folded his arms, tried not to clutch the fabric of his suit coat. Perspiration dampened his forehead. His stomach whirled. "I'm right beside you",Lee said into the headphones when the plane began to move. He listened to her voice while she gave their coordinate to the seattle tower, and the plane skimmed the ocean, lifted, buzzed into the sky. He listened to the tone of her words more than their meaning. That assured tone, the quiet, steady tone. And when he bit the inside of his cheek, he felt her fingers curve around his forearm. "you'll be okay with me". And in that heartbeat, Rogan believed her. He really did... She never believed that an unexpected pregnancy or handsome new passenger would push her carefully mapped out plans wildly off course! But charter pilot Lee Tait had to focus on her business and she couldn't bear the thought of getting hurt again. She and her baby would be just fine on their own. As soon as widowed single dad Rogan Matt met vivacious Lee, he felt the pieces of his shattered heart began to mend. Now all he had to do was convince the beautiful pilot that some risks in life are worth taking......

For his whole life, Kagawa Izanagi has had a strange mark that strongly resembles a snake on his right forearm. When he was a child, he heard a woman's voice in his head tell him that when the time comes, the snake deity known as Jagiri would lend Izanagi its power, and he would become the next snake deity. Because of this, Izanagi has nightmares about it every night. Fast forward, Izanagi is in his third high school year. Izanagi is a loner has a delinquent reputation. No one tries to become his friend, because of the "curse" that befalls anyone who tries to talk to him. His classmates attribute the curse to the snake mark on his arm, when the truth is, it began with a girl he met years back who uses the alias "Saki", whom he can't remember the identity or appearance of. One fateful night, when a group of students set out to kill Izanagi and end the "curse", the mythic Jagiri appears and fulfills the prophecy that Izanagi recieved long ago... Will the help of the Jagiri be enough to unmask the culprit of the tragedy around Izanagi and put an end to the true "Curse"?

Twin Scarfs is a story of about a man and woman who go through similar struggles with their self-identify. They learn about each other and write it down in journals for the other to read. The two become deep indulged with both each other lives, learning all their greatness qualities and darkness secrets. "I'm sorry..." Shuu lowers his head. "Why are you apologizing?" Harper gazes down Shuu's shaking body, he reminded Harper of a kicked puppy who was left out in the rain. "I'm sorry..." Shuu repeated himself, clinching both of his forearms. Shuu squinted his eyes tightly, his breath began to become heavy and uneven. Shuu refused to stare at Harper in the eye. Shuu suddenly felt a strike of stinging pain upon his head. "Ow! That hurt!" Shuu whined, lifting his head with narrow brows towards Harper. "Obviously... you wouldn't felt that if I were dead now would you?" Harper chuckled with cheeky smirk printed of her face. Harper slide her hand underneath Shuu's chin, so he wouldn't turn his head away from Harper. "However, if I did died and go to heaven. You know damn well! I would drag you up with me, even despite after all the sins you committed," Harper's smirked grew wider while the blush on Shuu's face grew into a deep red.

Someone was licking down her neck. It must be part of a dream… a very vivid one. Electrical impulses sprung up through the blood vessels of her body. “It’s you who planned tonight, but you’re treating me as if I’m the unscrupulous one.” “What the hell?!” I had to give up saying any more words. It was strangely stimulating. It was like she was wearing someone else’s body and not her own. Her gaze stopped on the snake-shaped tattoo on his forearm. “Um, maybe… Of course not… You’re not Red Ross, the Duke of Vermont, are you?” “What answer do you want to hear? Do you mean you want to erase the night you spend with me from your mind?” Red Ross, the Duke of Vermont, married Berlin of the Aphrin family. She was a villain who died a year after doing all kinds of evil, without ever being loved. War, famine, raids by demons, natural disasters… A list of misfortunes that she had described for fun at random came to mind. “I’ll leave in a year. I’m a different person now.” It was unfair, but since the novel was written by me, I tried to change it somehow. But the original male lead is now obsessed with me?

Rain lashed against the penthouse windows, blurring the neon tapestry of the city below. Ava, perched on the edge of the rooftop balcony, barely noticed. The once-tepid coffee in her hand had grown cold, forgotten as she traced the jagged scar along her forearm – a constant reminder of the life she'd left behind. At 38, Ava had it all. A sculpted physique honed from years of relentless training, cascading dark hair that defied the city's grime, and a face that could launch a thousand ships. Even the designer silk of her pajamas couldn't disguise the coiled tension beneath her flawless exterior. The past flickered behind her eyes – a montage of academic excellence, effortless popularity, and a picture-perfect fiance waiting at the altar. Life, it seemed, had unfolded according to a meticulously crafted script. Yet, a hollowness gnawed at her, a void no amount of success could fill. It was a dull ache, a yearning for something more, something she couldn't quite grasp. Tonight, the ache was a roar. A single tear traced a path through the rain-streaked grime on her cheek. Ava wasn't the perfect daughter, the perfect student, the perfect fiancee anymore. She was adrift, unmoored from the life she'd built, desperate to find the missing piece that would finally silence the scream within.

"What is wrong with it?" The vemon points at me in disdain, his words usage causing me to narrow my eyes at him in a dark way. He did not just call Hrudra the cold beast it. "It is very drugged up." I spat with venom, his eyes sparkling in curiosity at the disobedience while someone hit me from behind. My legs broke underneath me as I hit the ground harder than I expected, the drugs causing my Valkyrie strength to waiver. The damned drugs and my lose tongue we're gonna be the death of me. Though that wouldn't be the first time I thought of that or heard that. Many people said that I'd be my own demise and, to be honest. I wouldn't mind that one single bit. My knees burning, I glared back at the vampire woman who sneered down at me with disgust and daring me to get back up. Somehow, she knew I'd do something about her hitting me though I wasn't sure how. For a vampire, she was beautiful but I already hated her for several reasons. One, she's a vampire. Two, she kicked me. Three, I don't like her boots. "It will kill you first, bitch." I hiss, her foot slamming into my face and forcing me into the ground. With blood dripping from my lip, I pushed off the ground and launched myself towards the vampire woman. The drugs may have a hold onto my Valkyrie strength and speed, but it sure as hell doesn't hold on to my anger and fury. Even in my weakened state, I could still land a few good hits. Her shocked shriek alerted the others but the vemon barked them to stay out of it. Not saying thank you, but I love the fact that this vemon will allow me to strangle his vampire in front of everyone. We tumbled to the ground as I landed my fist into her jaw, slipping a knife from my boot and slicing her hair off. Her horrified scream caused many sirens and humans to flinch in fear from our fight. The vampire's eyes blazing atop of me when I tilted my head at her and grinned wickedly. "What are you...?" She snarls, her claws sinking into my forearms while I shrugged and tossed the knife in my other hand. Her eyes flipped to my other hand that held the knife, her eyes widening in realization when I felt my eyes shine silver for a split second even through the drugs. "It is your demise. Do not fret, love. You'll find a nice hole in hell and I will be your neighbor." I inform her before ramming the knife into her head, knowing she'd revive without me decapitating her. 〰〰〰 This is book four of the Power series and by far my favorite book to have written for the series. You don't need to read the first three books to understand this book. Hope you enjoy the book and series!

"Do you find it hard to keep up?" My brows furrowed by the question. The school consultant look at me as if examining my behavior and how will I answer her question without pretending. She's not talking and waiting for my answer while intently looking at my actions. A sigh escape my mouth as I comfortably lean my back at the chair. "The thing is..." I paused. Her brows slightly move, still waiting for my next word. "... I am advancing." Her both forearm instinctively put above the table as her hand clasped together. "I am advancing without them knowing and I guess that's the reason why they hated me." "How do you say so?" She asked, looking so interested by the discussion. "Life can be a race." I profess. "We start together but since they don't know my coping mechanism, they think I am cheating for advancing way faster than they are." Her head partly tilted after hearing my metaphor. "What makes you think of that?" A smile instantly formed over my lips. The day I was emerge suddenly came to my mind together with their confused look and many expectations. "Probably because they didn't expect Alliyah Monrovia will join them here."

Chapter 1 Rewind! "KOKOKORIKO" Zachary Bemba was woken from a deep slumber by the crowing of a rooster. His eyes abruptly rolled open, glazed over with the remnants of a dream or rather a nightmare. Zachary was first aware of the coolness of the air and its fresh fragrance. It was nothing similar to the foul polluted air he'd grown accustomed to in the suburbs of Kinshasha City. He was lying on an abnormally small mattress that seemed to have been crafted by inserting spiky grass into rigid sacks. It was very uncomfortable and hurt his back when he stirred. Zachary blinked as his eyes adjusted to the dim lighting in the room before propping himself up and orienting himself to the surroundings. He was in a room with gray clay walls and a grass roof over his head. Small khaki curtains hid the shabby small window on one side of the cramped chamber—just leaving a shy peek of the banana plantation beyond. One wooden stool and a roughly made bench stood at the foot of his small bed. [WTF!? Isn't this my small hut back in my ancestral village?] [Why am I back here?] He seemed to be hallucinating about his childhood residence back in Bukavu. He had stayed with his grandma until he was sixteen before he gained some small achievements in his soccer career and then went on to waste his life. [I am not dreaming!] He exclaimed inwardly after pinching the dark brown skin on his forearm. The last thing that he could recall was drowning and struggling for a single breath of air in the deep waters of the Congo River. The experience was deeply traumatizing for him. Zachary had failed to …'

"A few months ago, I would have easily said that you would simply be mine if I wanted it that way.", the taller one continued after a few breaths before he even began to smirk. "A frightening thought, don't you think?", his voice softened. Became more wary. As if he were talking about something forbidden that no one else should hear. Before I could respond to that, though, a shallow touch on my wrist stopped me in my tracks and disappeared before a single sound could leave my lips. "I'm greedy. Envious of Maynard for being watched by you with so much affection and love.", the light-haired man confessed. "Just once. Just once, I want to be looked at from those eyes.", my counterpart whispered, now carefully embracing my forearm. Pulled it closer, which is why I inevitably took a small step in his direction as well. "Not because I have blue blood in me. Not because I have successfully emerged from battles or negotiations. Nor because I later gained power as crown prince and king.", with each word Awin regained more and more of his confident tone. "You never had any hidden agenda. Loved Maynard plain and simple. Was just a woman who loved a man and it was foolish. So foolish, Kalea." The expression on his face changed, however I couldn't quite explain it or even interpret it. "And yet, in doing so, you were the most beautiful thing I have ever seen.", the king murmured as he now gently placed my hand on his chest. Through the fabric it was possible for me to sense his fast beating heart. It seemed to literally race, which is why I could not help it. I looked at him in disbelief, since he usually made a terribly indifferent impression towards me. "Being watched with the same affection just once would be enough for me. I'll give you the world if it satisfies you. Juste give me a chance to change your image of me, please.", Awin whispered. Seemed almost pleading, which was incredibly out of character for him.

His royal highness, Prince Abbott Raven is a mighty lord commander who despite the obstacle in his way is the greatest warrior the hemisphere has ever seen. He is oblivious of the fact that he is a werewolf. All he knows is that on every full moon he turns into a beast he can’t control and it was a secret he has to keep till death and he has managed to keep it until a red-haired girl with a pendant for mischief shows up unannounced in his life. They have a history. She saved his life thirteen years ago and now, he has a debt to repay. Even if it is the last thing he ever did, he has to get Abby Spencer as far away from the grasps of the ruthless king but Abby isn’t the typical damsel in distress. She seems to be hell bent on becoming a Raven. Abbott tries everything in his arsenal to get her away which includes kidnapping and stabbing obviously But Abby may just turn out to be the one thing the prince of darkness can’t crack. Abby is supposed to be betrothed to the king’s grandson, Prince Markle but when an attack on the royal family leaves Abbott in coma, he wakes up to find same red hair with a pendant for finding mischief and an insatiable urge for knowledge looking down at him with those green eyes that was filled with an emotion he wasn’t familiar with – worry, love and affection and for a man who is never afraid, Abbott is thrown off balance. And so, he sets off to keep this blasted creature as far away from him as humanly possible. Abbott is cold as ice and with a secret of his own. He is a werewolf without a pack and a million enemies. The last thing he needs is a little frightened girl as a wife and a ten years age difference *** Excerpt I opened my eyes and at first, it was like looking through a wet glass but then everything became clear. “Drink this, it will help” I took a sip. It felt so good. With my thirst quenched I decided to focus on the more prominent problem in front of me - the fact that I was bound with bronze cuffs! “What is going on?” “Hold still Miss Spencer, the nausea will pass, it's just a symptom of the horse tranquilizer you were dosed with” “I am not a horse, why would someone doze me…Abbott!” My eyes flew open and my last memory came flooding back. Abbott did this. I looked around but I couldn't see much. Then fear crept in like a thief. Where were they taking me? I tried to jump out of the open carriage door. Better broken bones than a still lifeless heart. I almost succeeded but he was faster, he grabbed me and he latched on. “Let me go!” I screamed at the top of my lungs but he didn't. “Are you hurt, Milady?” he asked me I am sorry, what? Why was he concerned about my welfare if he was going to slaughter me? “No” I answered slowly “Jumping out of a moving carriage is dangerous and…” he followed my eyes and it rested on the part of my forearm his hands were currently holding. He tilted his head to the left and exhaled. “I need your word that if I let go of you, you won’t try to jump out…” I blinked. “Are you going to kill me?” “Kill you?” he looked confused. Was my punishment something more awful than death? “Yes, kill me…slaughter me…chop off my head!” I asked loudly. “No. calm your heel, Miss Spencer…this is just a kidnapping not an execution” Book cover is not mine. if owner wants me to take it down, please contact me.