Sting Eucliffe

Title: NOT WITHOUT YOU, JACK MASON Synopsis: When wealthy heiress Rita Mason is left to die on a remote farm, betrayed by those closest to her, fate has other plans. As she struggles to give birth to her son, she is discovered by Grace, a childless woman recently cast out of her home. Together, they bring a new life into the world. In her final moments, Rita entrusts Grace with a small bag, whispering, “Name him Jack Mason. Give him this when he turns eighteen.” Inside, a family heirloom and limitless credit cards hold the key to his hidden legacy. Jack grows up in Racoon Village, a place far from the wealth and power that are rightfully his. Raised in poverty but gifted with remarkable intelligence, strength, and charm, he becomes known for his unbreakable spirit. But when his childhood sweetheart, Lucy, breaks his heart, he faces the sting of loss in a new way. Yet hope emerges when he receives an acceptance letter from the prestigious university where he’ll cross paths with Lucy’s best friend. Determined to find his true identity, Jack embarks on a journey through the shadows of his past. Each clue brings him closer to uncovering the truth about his mother’s betrayal and the powerful family that tried to erase her. As he unravels his lineage and seeks to reclaim all that is his, he must also confront the unexpected chance of finding love again. Will Jack Mason achieve the justice his mother never saw—and open his heart to a love that could rewrite his future? Not without you is a story of love, betrayal, jealousy and success.

Lin all tired and weak, from the torture she had gone through for the past days, now tied to a pole right at the edge of the cliff, looked up to her killer who was standing some meters away, and asked faintly "Why do I have to be put through all this?" "Am just carrying out an assignment." the killer responded, with no sign of sympathy whatsoever. Lin stared at her killer, obviously the masked figure wasn't going to show her any form of mercy. Already tired of life and had given up, she asked her killer one last time. "You really think, my dad is going to let y'all go after am dead?". The killer gave an evil grin. "Seems you have so much confidence in your dad..." He said clicking his teeth, and after exhaling. "Your dad wants you dead sweetheart." He said bluntly, dropping the bombshell, leaving Lin in utter shock and confusion. "That can't be true." She whispered although she could hear the doubt in her own voice, as the tears flowed from her already weary eyes down to her cheeks. She really didn't want to believe this but something was starting to make sense to her..She had gone through a lot already "Just end this please." She said exhaling deeply, as she closed her eyes. She could hear the echo of the gunshot as she waited patiently the bullet to pierce for through her... Yet nothing came through, she couldn't feel any form of pain or sting... "Isn't it meant to hurt a little?.. Or is she dead already.." She thought, as she slowly opened her eyes... What she saw was overwhelming... Her killer was on the floor instead... She scanned around, and that's when she saw a young man coming towards her... As the person came closer, she started to notice, that the person was also having feminine characteristics.... Wait that was a lady, looking really masculine.... Clad in all black, high boots, and a neat cut... She was lost in the eyes of this stranger and hadn't noticed that the lady had started to untie her. "What's going on?" A very confused Lin whispered, "Just follow me." The lady replied as she loosened the last knots that held Lin to the pole. Already freed Lin tried to take a step but stumbled. The lady turned and gave a smirk. "You were quite strong at first." And before Lin could fathom what she said, she swept her off her feet. And whispered, "Am not letting you go this time."

Samantha never expected to find magic in her hometown, let alone in a dimly lit bar on a rainy Tuesday night. Yet here she was, perched on a barstool at the Black Swan, her world about to tilt on its axis. The air thrummed with an otherworldly energy she couldn't quite place. Ethereal dancers moved like smoke across the floor, their bodies fluid and mesmerizing. As Samantha nursed her drink, she felt the weight of curious stares prickling her skin. That's when she saw him. Marcus. A name she didn't know yet, but one that would soon be etched into her very soul. Their eyes locked across the crowded room, and Samantha's breath caught in her throat. He moved with predatory grace, all lean muscle and barely restrained power. Their first interaction was as intoxicating as it was bewildering. One moment, he was her gallant protector, rescuing her from an overly aggressive drunk. The next, his eyes hardened to chips of ice as he snarled, "Stupid girl," before melting into the shadows. Samantha's mind reeled, but her body hummed with an excitement she couldn't explain. Little did she know, this encounter was merely the first step into a world beyond her wildest fantasies – a realm where vampires ruled the night and pain blurred exquisitely with pleasure. As she delved deeper into this hidden society, Samantha found herself drawn to the intoxicating blend of power, submission, and supernatural allure. The crack of a whip, the whisper of leather, the exquisite sting of fangs – each sensation pushed her boundaries and ignited desires she never knew existed. But with every ecstatic high came the sobering reality of danger. Vampire politics were as deadly as they were intricate, and Samantha soon realized she was a pawn in a game where the stakes were life, death, and eternal servitude. As she left the Black Swan that night, Samantha couldn't shake the feeling that she stood on the precipice of something life-changing. She had no idea how right she was, or how deeply she would fall into a passionate, dangerous dance with forces beyond her imagination. The real question was: in this world where pleasure and peril intertwined so intimately, would she emerge empowered... or lose herself completely?

Logline An unwilling pilgrim must guide three young elves across the realms in a timeless rite of passage, while they race to uncover the dark secrets of his Elven Way before their journey ends. Synopsis By Elven law, only when all men forget his transgressions shall an elf be granted parole. No living man remembers Latham’s transgression, and he must now walk the Elven Way as a pilgrim—an unwilling mentor bound by the arcane to reveal forgotten arts and lost magic to his cohorts—the least of his concerns. But after centuries imprisoned, the last thing he—or any pilgrim—wants is a show of secrets to snot-nosed gits. Here is a tale of some of Elven history’s most infamous—eccentrics and hoodlums—turned unwilling mentors to cohorts as eager as they are gullible. Aalto Stian, Son of Havelock of Nero—a pirate prince who drinks from his fishbowl, sailing waves that rage higher than most mountains stand. With nothing but flotsam for a foothold and the light of Fos as his compass, he grins right at the eye of the storm. Where will it lead him next? Hjordis Waldemar, Daughter of Hilde of Potiri—a noble’s eyes sting as she glares at her calloused hands, abashed. Will one who must swing her blade a thousand times for a reasonably decent strike ever reach the heights of the sword saints of yore? Wray Kaspar, Son of Ulf of Anemos—a hermit who calls the wind to play, only for her to take everything from him. In her wake, his path to reckoning lays bare—will he walk it? What to expect: Epic Progression Fantasy (Is that a real genre?) inspired by some of my favourite stories: imagine a whimsical blend of Avatar: The Last Airbender's bending/spirituality, with A Song of Ice and Fire's political intrigue (as best I can write), and Shadow Slave's insidious Eldritch horrors. A character drama first and foremost; I enjoy exploring what makes my characters tick—(but don’t expect a meandering, plotless story). Mature themes: body horror, intimate relationships (not just sex, but the emotional baggage—honestly, I think that’s the core of any relationship), trauma—whatever is true to my characters. I write what I’m creatively driven to express, but always with a view to move the audience, and never for indulgence. A writer terribly happy you’re here!

In a kingdom mired in intrigue and betrayal, Cain, the illegitimate son of Count Saimon, has spent his life in the shadow of his half-brother, Leo, who now holds the title of Count. Despite his unwavering loyalty, Cain is betrayed by Leo and sent on a suicidal mission: to capture and tame the fearsome black dragon, a legendary beast whose power could be the key to a rebellion against the Empire. Cain perishes on the mission, feeling the bitter sting of betrayal in his final moments. However, in an inexplicable twist of fate, his soul is reborn on the day of his own birth, retaining all the memories of his past life. Determined to change his destiny and thwart the rebellion that would destroy the kingdom, Cain vows to take revenge on Leo and protect the empire from devastation. As he grows, he navigates the complex intrigues of the court, weaving a web of alliances and uncovering secrets, all while preparing for the inevitable confrontation with his brother, knowing that only one of them will survive in this battle for power and redemption.

I couldn't help but chuckle as I leaned against a tree, arms casually folded across my chest. Listening to their bold declarations of becoming the greatest hero made me shake my head in amusement. "You haven't even taken your first steps on this journey, and already you're dreaming of being the best," I said, letting out a sigh. "You guys are nothing but a bunch of fools." My gaze swept over them, a mix of disbelief and pity flashing in my eyes. "If you keep your heads in the clouds like this, you’re going to get yourselves killed." A smirk played on my lips as I turned away, leaving their stunned faces behind. As I walked off, Harvey's words echoed in my mind. "Jealousy," he had accused, his voice taunting me. I tried to brush off the bitter sting that crept up on me, but it lingered nonetheless. I paused for a moment, the faint echo of laughter bubbling up from my chest. "Jealousy, huh?" I muttered with a wry grin before continuing my path.

Aldric Bloodrune, the scorned bastard son of the powerful Bloodrune Clan, has known only the cold sting of rejection. Born with a bloodline too strong to ignore yet too illegitimate to honor, he grew up under the shadow of the clan’s ruthless expectations. The legitimate children and noble peers scorned him, while his father, the merciless patriarch, kept him at arm’s length. But when his own blood betrayed him in the ultimate act of cruelty—striking him down to sever his claim—fate took a surprising turn. Reborn in his younger self, Aldric stands at the precipice of vengeance and power. This time, he vows to protect the only person who ever showed him compassion: Olivia Cartroute, the noble daughter of a neighboring clan who, despite the dangers, saw the humanity in him. In this new life, Aldric embraces his outcast identity, wielding it like a weapon. He learns the ancient, forbidden Bloodrune arts in secret, forging himself into a force that will not only defy the Bloodrune legacy but shatter it. Fueled by vengeance and tempered by loyalty, Aldric marches toward the day he will reclaim his destiny and finally face the father who took everything.

Two strangers, a human, and a monster, find themselves stranded in an unfamiliar land or perhaps an entirely unknown world. Their arrival in this alien place has stripped them of memories from their former lives, leaving them with nothing but their names and a strong sense of loyalty to one another. While they find other people similar to them, a feeling of misplacement stings their thoughts endlessly and they embark on a journey to unravel the mystery behind their inexplicable relocation.

I used to bite my tongue and hold my breath Scared to rock the boat and make a mess So I sat quietly, agreed politely I guess that I forgot I had a choice I let you push me past the breaking point I stood for nothing, so I fell for everything You held me down, but I got up (hey) Already brushing off the dust You hear my voice, you hear that sound Like thunder, gonna shake the ground You held me down, but I got up (hey) Get ready 'cause I've had enough I see it all, I see it now I got the eye of the tiger, a fighter Dancing through the fire 'Cause I am a champion, and you're gonna hear me roar Louder, louder than a lion 'Cause I am a champion, and you're gonna hear me roar Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh You're gonna hear me roar Now I'm floatin' like a butterfly Stinging like a bee, I earned my stripes I went from zero, to my own hero You held me down, but I got up (hey) Already brushing off the dust You hear my voice, you hear that sound Like thunder, gonna shake the ground You held me down, but I got up (hey) Get ready 'cause I've had enough I see it all, I see it now I got the eye of the tiger, a fighter Dancing through the fire 'Cause I am a champion, and you're gonna hear me roar Louder, louder than a lion 'Cause I am a champion, and you're gonna hear me roar Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh You're gonna hear me roar Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh (you'll hear me roar) Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh You're gonna hear me roar Roar, roar, roar, roar, roar I got the eye of the tiger, a fighter Dancing through the fire 'Cause I am a champion, and you're gonna hear me roar Louder, louder than a lion 'Cause I am a champion, and you're gonna hear me roar Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh (yeah) Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh You're gonna hear me roar Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh (you'll hear me roar) Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh You're gonna hear me roar

In the bustling metropolis of Qinghe City, Li Xun is an unremarkable university student struggling to find his place in a world dominated by wealth and power. An ordinary life takes a turn when he encounters an ancient talisman that unlocks a mysterious system known as “Heaven’s Favor,” granting him random rewards each day—skills, talents, and connections that could elevate him beyond his humble beginnings. As Li Xun navigates the challenges of university life, he faces rivals, unexpected friendships, and burgeoning romances, particularly with the fierce martial artist Mei Ling. Together, they confront powerful adversaries and uncover deep-seated conspiracies that threaten not just their futures, but the very fabric of their city. With each challenge, Li Xun grows stronger, his ambitions fueling a relentless pursuit of power. As he rises through the ranks, he must balance his newfound abilities with the responsibilities they bring, all while fostering relationships with influential families and navigating the complex world of urban intrigue. As the stakes rise, Li Xun’s journey culminates in a climactic battle for dominance in Qinghe City, where alliances will be tested, betrayals will sting, and the true meaning of power and love will be revealed. Ultimately, Li Xun strives to become the most powerful figure in the world, envisioning a future filled with happiness, prosperity, and a loving family—complete with ten influential wives who stand by his side. Eternal Ascendancy is a thrilling tale of ambition, romance, and the quest for invincibility in a world where every choice can lead to greatness or destruction.

"You are lying!" she retorted, her voice ringing with a blend of indignation and despair as she surged to her feet and crossed the space to his side. Her anger struck him as somewhat bemusing, and in a different circumstance, he might have been tempted to applaud her unyielding spirit. "I am an apex predator. I am what monsters and all things wicked fear. How could you imagine I would concern myself with something as fickle as emotions, let alone for a witch?" he asserted, his words delivered without the slightest quiver of doubt. His words landed like a blow to her very core. She had never anticipated such a stinging rebuttal from him. "If you can look me in the eye and tell me you feel nothing for me, then I'll leave you alone," she challenged, her tone calm amid the raging storm of emotion that churned within her. Her words felt like a knife piercing through his cold heart, leaving Damien to grapple with the weight of her final statement. He hesitated for a few fleeting moments before lifting his gaze to meet hers. "I don't," he declared, the words slipping from his lips with austere finality. Lauren's heart sank upon hearing his response; she sensed within her that he was not speaking the truth, but what recourse did she have? Before she could utter another word, the ringing of her phone pierced the solemn air. Engaging with the call, she answered, "Hello, Director." Briefly acknowledging the conversation, she swiftly concluded, "Alright, I'll be there," before ending the call. "Thanks for the meal once again," she offered in a flat voice, devoid of any discernible emotion. Damien found himself taken aback by the sudden shift in her demeanor, feeling the impulse to say something, but before he could gather his thoughts, she had already entered the elevator. Making her way towards the exit, she soon drove off, leaving Damien to stand before the towering windows, watching her departure with a silent ache lingering within him. As she disappeared, he turned his gaze inward, pondering the emptiness that seemed to pervade his residence. Reflecting on his actions, he found himself questioning whether he had made the right choice in pushing her away, but he understood that only time held the answers. This Novel tells a story of a halfie(half vampire half human) named Damien, who was the crown prince and heir to the throne of the kingdom Brennedon, and a beautiful young lady, Special Agent Lauren who also is a powerful witch from a very powerful witch bloodline whose destinies were intertwined to save the supernatural realm. will the witches put their century year old fued and animosity against the Brennedon vampires aside to save the supernatural realm or will they allow their hate consume the whole realm? journey with me as we travel the realm of the supernatural.

In a nation poised on the brink of technological revolution, Damilare, a spirited recruit of the elite Harmony Vanguard, finds himself entangled in a web of ideological conflict. Led by the visionary Dr. Sting Serrano, the introduction of the Nexus Ephorus Chip promises a utopian future, but sparks global dissent. Amidst training at Harmonia Heights, Damilare navigates friendships and rivalries, including enigmatic Ike and steadfast Leia. As tensions escalate between Neos advocating for human values and Technos embracing radical innovation, Damilare discovers his role as a moral compass in a society teetering on the edge of profound change.

"Ms.—" "Mu..Mugdha Jain!" She told her name with a nervous expression, while facing the mighty man, her employer. The man in teal colour three piece suit stared at her for a brief minute quietly before nodding his head, and speaking calmly, "Ms. Jain, I heard about what happened in the green room sometimes—" "Mr. Singharoy, pl..please don't mis.. misunderstand me, and let me explain ev.. everything at first to you once please!" Mugdha clasped her hands with a frightened expression, while blabbering in extreme nervousness, "Trust me, sir, I..I really did..didn't did anything, wha..what happened wasn't intentional! I really didn't noticed Aysha mam, or wouldn't have done it! I..I don't know how it happened, ever..everything—" "I know you didn't did anything intentionally, Ms. Jain! I believe you!" He spoke out calmly, resulting Mugdha to look at him in a baffled manner. For a moment she felt she heard it wrong, and just stood dumbfounded, while staring at the man in front of her! Her breathing stopped, while she froze on the spot, noticing the man stepping forward towards her with slow & steady steps. However, he stopped at a certain distance, and gazed at her left cheek for a minute before speaking further, "Ms. Jain, I know what happened wasn't intentional, and just an accident! I didn't called you here to reprimand you, or anything, so please calm down." He held out the icepack in his hand, "Take it, your cheek is looking swollen!" Mugdha was too stunned to say anything, and just stood speechless! "Ms. Jain?" Mugdha jerked off, and finally accept the icepack with her trembling hands, to place it over her cheek which was stinging, "Th..Thank you, Mr. Singharoy!" The man smiled faintly with a nod, and spoke further, "I know & believe what my fiancee did with you tonight wasn't right, she shouldn't have reacted that way! But trust me, she isn't like that! It's just..It's just a bad day for her, and she was also stressed after the long day, that's why failed to keep her calm, and misunderstood you! You're one of my model tonight, and you doesn't deserve this behaviour at all. So, I'm really sorry! Please don't take it to your heart, and forgive her! As her fiancee, I'm apologizing to you in behalf of her, please don't mind!" Mugdha just stood frozen not knowing how to react at all! This was beyond imagination, a man like him was apologising to a person like her, just for his fiancee! She just felt mesmerized at his humble & down to earth behaviour! "It..It's okay, Mr. Singharoy! Pl..Please don't say sorry, I..It..It's okay!" Scratching her head Mugdha replied after a long time, before bidding goodbye, "Mr. Singharoy, thank you for giving me the opportunity!" "You deserve it, Ms. Jain!" He wished her back with a small smile, and watched her hastily leaving the room, as if she was chased by some demon!

He looked into my eyes, his hand around my waist pulling me closer. "I need you to keep this a secret." He whispered his lips so close to mine, almost touching as he spoke to me. "I will," He punctuated my statement with a sweet kiss to the lips which came as surprise so much so that I pulled back from him. "On one condition though, we get to do this date thing again." I whispered back looking into his eyes wanting to see deeper than he was letting me. "Date is a strong word." He whispered back with a small laugh rumbling at the back of his throat. His words stung but I did not let it show instead I smiled at him bring my fingers up to touch his beard to distract myself from the sting. "What's the right word," I asked planting a small kiss on his lips. "A meet up." *** She knew she was the least to him yet she let herself get sucked into his life. A married man, happy with his family and beautiful kids and yet she could not stop herself from falling in love with him. To her, he was a sweet distraction from her routine boring life, some adventure, some love, something new to love on yet she knew it wasn't all mutual. The deal was too good and she drank of it, like the sweet poison it was.

Scott grabbed Vivian's arm as she turned away from him. “Don’t you ever walk out on me like that again!” he said angrily.  Vivian let her eyes settle on his hand for a few seconds before she yanked her arm away from his grip. Noticing that she missed his touch, she shook the thought away. “The only time you have the right to tell me what to do is during working hours, and the last time I checked…. No one is working right now." His eyebrow lifted, as if calling her bluff." Really?" he asked. One side of his lips curled up in a smirk.  Vivian didn't care. She was finding it very hard to keep her mouth sealed tonight, and she didn't even try to stop herself." Yes. I am not your employee right now so I can do exactly as I please!” “That's funny?” He said, but there was nothing funny about the look in his eyes. His mouth hardened with lust. “Well, since we're going with that, it also means that I can do the same, right?” Without giving her a chance to respond, he grabbed her waist and he pulled her right up against him—so close that she could feel every hard muscle in his body. His body heat warmed her, and his palm settled at the base of her spine. She couldn't think straight… Not when he bent and nipped at her bottom lip, then sucked it, soothing and enhancing the sting before returning to devour her mouth. As if she was something he knew he shouldn’t have but couldn’t resist.  “Let's stop playing games,” he said as he drove his mouth down onto hers. "We both want each other…. Why don't you come up with me so we can get this thing… whatever it is… over with?" _____________  The last thing Scott McCall expected to see in his hotel room one night is a beautiful waitress. A woman so desperate for a job at his company that she would do anything to get his attention…like sneak into his hotel room to talk to him. Despite his growing attraction for this woman, Scott McCall throws logic out the door and hires her anyway.  Vivian Sanchez is excited. She got a job at a successful company, despite all the mistakes and bad decisions she made… and she couldn't believe it. Everything was falling into place and It was all happening like a fairytale. She vows to give this new job her best, but there's just one problem.  …. Her boss Being crazily attracted to Scott McCall was a situation Vivian didn't quite anticipate when she asked for this job, and she doesn't quite know how to handle it. The long awkward gazes, subtle flirting and tension between them is enough to make anyone crazy.  An affair with the boss could ruin her, but what is life without risks?.... 

In the realm of emotion, they say love is blind, and for the once-sweet young master Alex Sterling, it proved to be a transformative force. What began as a promising tale of affection and dreams took an unforeseen turn, altering Alex into something unfathomable. The bitter sting of betrayal and shattered expectations Mold him into a figure shrouded in mystery and darkness. Love's blindfold, once a symbol of innocence, now veiled his eyes with shadows, steering him down a path that would redefine the very essence of his being.

“Get away from me,” I mutter, clenching my teeth in anger and pain. “Hmm?” Sophia rolled me onto my back so she could see my face. “Get away from me!” The first few words were quiet, growing louder and louder until I knew I was yelling. I got to my feet, my hands clenching into fists. I felt a stinging pain all over my body as something seemed to grow out of my back. I couldn’t even control myself at this point. I charged at Sophia and pinned her against the lockers. Her eyes looked at something behind me in horror as a dark shadow spread over her face.

In the years following the Cataclysm, the world had become unrecognizable. The event that tore through the fabric of society, eradicating one-fifth of the global population, had left a scar so profound that the remnants of humanity could only gaze upon the new Earth with awe and horror. The planet expanded, continents drifted and reshaped like pieces of a colossal puzzle thrown asunder, and from the ocean's depths, new lands rose, teeming with unforeseen dangers and mysteries. The Cataclysm had unleashed chaos upon the world. Earthquakes shattered cities, volcanoes blanketed the skies with ash, and tsunamis erased coastlines. In the aftermath, as the dust settled and the earth stilled, the survivors faced a reality where the rules of existence had been rewritten. The exploration of the newly emerged lands by world governments unveiled a truth more terrifying than the destruction itself. The fauna of the planet had evolved, or rather, mutated into beings of immense strength, size, and peculiar abilities that defied the laws of nature. The first teams sent to delve into these uncharted territories met with fates so grim that the tales of their end served as dire warnings to those who dared to follow. Yet, amid this desolation, a glimmer of hope shone through the younger generation, those untouched by the cruel hand of puberty at the time of the Cataclysm. They emerged from the chaos changed, endowed with unique powers and abilities that manifested as they stepped into adolescence. Governments, in their desperation to reclaim some semblance of order and safety, saw in these gifted youths the key to confronting the new perils that now roamed the Earth and lurked within the mysterious dungeons that led to realms unknown. Whether these portals opened to different dimensions or distant planets remained a mystery, a puzzle that the brightest minds endeavored to solve. Among these young prodigies was our protagonist, a late bloomer named Eli. Unlike his peers, Eli had not shown any signs of the extraordinary powers that had become common among the post-Cataclysm generation. This made him the subject of ridicule and isolation, a boy on the fringes of a society that valued strength and supernatural abilities above all else. Eli's days were a monotonous blend of longing and despair, watching from the sidelines as his classmates showcased their abilities with pride and arrogance. The sting of exclusion was a constant companion, a reminder of his inadequacy. Yet, Eli harbored a quiet hope, a belief that his time would come, that he too would awaken to the powers that seemed his birthright. And then, on a day that seemed no different from the rest, fate decided to turn the pages of Eli's life. It was a day that began with the same taunts and jeers, the laughter of his peers echoing in his ears as he made his way through the school corridors. But as the sun dipped below the horizon, painting the sky with hues of orange and red, a strange sensation began to stir within him. It started as a whisper, a faint murmur in the depths of his being, growing in intensity until it was a roar that consumed his every thought. Eli doubled over, clutching at his chest as an indescribable power surged through him, a force so overwhelming that it threatened to tear him apart. The world around him faded to black, and in that moment of terrifying darkness, Eli was reborn. When he awoke, the world had not changed, but he had. Eli stood, a newfound strength coursing through his veins, and with it, a sense of purpose. He was no longer the boy who watched from the shadows, but a beacon of hope in a world that desperately needed it. The journey ahead would be fraught with dangers, but Eli knew that he was no longer facing it alone. His powers, a gift from the Cataclysm, were his to wield in the fight to reclaim their planet and unravel the mysteries of the dungeons that beckoned with promises of untold adventures.

"Strip" He said to her, she look at him with wide eyes not liking the fact that he wasn't joking at all, he was so damn serious it scares her. Her bruised skin made her feel uncomfortable in her gown and she took them off not in a mood to argue with him. he looked at her badly bruised body with a scowl a growl almost escaping his lips, her skin were almost covered in purple scars. "Am fine, I can take care of it m........" "Get under the shower" he said cutting her speech half way.she didn't argue but did as he told. He got hold of the bar of spoon muttering under his breath. "I hope they are ready for my surprise because no body is going scout free for this" he said and applied the content on her which she wince at the stinging pain.

Elsa Gregory Hazel lives in the werewolf realm, but she is the lowest ranker, an omega a person without a wolf which was like an offense in the werewolf realm. Her parents were killed off when she was eight years old because they gave birth to an abomination like her, After the death of her parents she was treated like a slaves made to do all sort of work. She escaped to the human world with her omega best friend when her fated one and mate the Alpha to be rejected her to be with another person. What happens when she is made to come back to the werewolf realm when are locked power was unlocked and it becomes dangerous for her to stay in the human world and she discovered that she has a second chance mate the ice cold Alpha king Lucian who hates being driven by emotions. Will there union work out or not? "I Bernard Wilson Jose Alpha to be of golden moon pack rejects you omega Elsa Gregory Hazel as my mates and Luna of this pack" He spat with disgust, Elsa felt like her world has shattered into pieces has overwhelming pain wrack through her body her heart felt like it was being stinged by thousand of ants her body felt like it was on fire, The last string of hope she was holding unto shattered, murmur filled the crowd has people started to murmuring, because it is unheard of for an alpha to be mated to an Omega, Elsa let out a earth curling scream has she felt her heart shattered into pieces " You will regret it" that is what she said before disappearing into nothingness and the crowd was thrown into confusion.

Abandoned in childhood. Cursed by the legacy in her blood, Marigold Renold understands the bitter sting of uncertainty. Despite being born into nobility, Marigold is unnamed and works as an indentured servant for the "Faith of the Unblemished". A fate she has accepted as her own. So when destiny deals her a surprising hand by bringing the father who abandoned her back into her life, Marigold begins to feel there may be more for her. That is until she discovers her father's plan to force her into an arranged marriage meant for her step-sister. In the blink of an eye, Marigold is trapped in a union with a cold, mysterious man. A man who holds a deep-seated grudge against her kind. In a world where magic and politics collide, Marigold is forced to navigate the treacherous waters of damning secrets and conflicting desires if she wants to survive. The stakes are now high, and Marigold must now choose between her own wicked secret or her growing attachment towards her new husband.

# two-faced Aloof and abstinent CEO x gentle and gorgeous beauty Wen Hua was to be married off in an alliance marriage. Her partner was said to be the patriarch of a Chinese clan who was a bigshot in Europe’s financial industry. When they first met, he donned a full suit and carried himself like a dignified gentleman. Wen Hua studied him quietly. A moment later, she chuckled and said, “Interesting.” After their marriage, both of them were the model husband and wife in public, but in private, they were strangers who respected each other’s privacy. A good friend asked her why she married Xi Mo. She smiled and said, “Because he’s rich and powerful. If there was someone richer than he is, I’d have married that someone too.” Then, she looked up to see the man’s handsome face darkening under the pub’s dim lighting. Her cheeky friend said, “You’re doomed, Huahua. Looks like you’ll be kneeling for forgiveness when you get home.” Wen Hua couldn’t possibly go home. Instead, she went to her maternal home. She would go to her maternal home whenever she caused trouble, got angry, or said something wrong. President Xi had gotten used to her antics, and he would coax her nicely to come back home almost every time. By the time he arrived at Wen Manor, someone was eating oranges in the living room. Upon seeing him, she slowly finished the last piece of orange and sized him up. “Stay here and don’t move. I’ll go buy you some oranges.” Xi Mo said nothing. He didn’t get angry but patiently coaxed her to come home instead. Just when Wen Hua breathed a sigh of relief, she felt a stinging pain on her butt. “You hit me?!” The man’s gaze was dark as he said slowly, “In any case, you’ll still end up being in my hands.” She was tricked! The next day, he massaged her waist and said, “Don’t go and bother father-in-law anymore, okay?” Wen Hua’s ears turned red. How shameless!

In her life Kayla endured the bitter sting of betrayal from her husband and suffered a cruel fate at the hands of his lover. She died an untimely death. it offered a respite from the relentless sadness that had clouded her existence. After a successful attempt at ending her life, Kayla took her last breath. But.... She awoke, miraculously alive, transported back in time by some mysterious force. This second chance at life ignited a burning determination within her. This time she will not fall for him. No matter how much he tried to win her over. Kayla was no longer the fragile damsel in distress; she had transformed into an avenging angel, resolute in her quest to seek justice and retribution against not only her unfaithful husband but all those who had wronged her. No longer the victim, Kayla would become the architect of her destiny, ready to unleash her wrath upon those who had caused her so much pain.

THE MISSION (DESTROY IT) THEME:STINGS OF LOVE In the era humans lived, there was nothing supernatural. They were just mortals living in a peaceful world. Comics portraying myth are created. Children go about with one comic book or the other..living in their own world of fantasy. Adults came up with stories revolving around mythical creatures ....to entertain themselves and see things better than they presently are. With the invention of advanced technologies, scripts were made and movies created! Here, every man could live in his fantasy. A stress relief, form of relaxation and enjoyment. The world start to become more meaningful and interesting cause there was something to live for. Oldies keep each other company as they discuss the latest novels published. Children stay back in their rooms to see the end of their fantasy world. Schools taking in the system and talented artists coming to life. Not only were stories written, paintings also took dominance. THE FEEL WHEN YOU HAVE SOMETHING TO GET BACK TO...SOMETHING SO D*MN ENTICING AND COMPELLING! YES! This is the feeling that humans get from these wonderful creations. In this ceremonious world exist a young lady. A great writer who has shocked the world with her unexplainable talent. She is popularly known as *ANGELIC FINGERS* her name being ROWENA SANDERS. She is a 300 level student in STANFORD UNIVERSITY. The art lecturer had laid down a project to the class. They all should create different worlds with their pen. He gave them theme to use and grouped them. Rowena was to work on *STINGS OF LOVE* Her last project for the semester. The novel we're about going into, is the masterpiece our dear Rowena had created. A world which not only revolve around humans but supernatural beings also. This will lead us to many alleys, tunnels and heavens. A lot to expect from this! Patiently go through this long yet thrilling ride with me. Let's uncover mysteries together. LOVE Y'ALL AUTHORESS MYCY PLEASE FOLLOW UP...encourage me

In the whirlwind of dating nine people, I hit a low point and felt the sting of heartache. But instead of giving up I opened my heart and I mustered the courage for one final roll of the dice with 'Chanchan'.

"Life was never meant to be a fairytale, but still we chose to believe that ours would have a happy ending." Honest, straightforward, pretty and a hell of a temper, that was Gauhar Siddique. Passionate about serving the right cause and ensuring that nobody could defile the pure tenets of justice. She was a warrior of the law, and you were in deep trouble if you ever found yourself on the wrong side of her fist. Little does she know that trouble was brewing within the paradise her father has worked hard to build. "A little bit of deceit in the grand scheme of things never hurt anyone, especially if it were to uphold the shaky pillars of Justice." Charming, kind, friendly and handsome a deadly combination that would lure even the best in. Altamash Ahmed Quadri was a spider who's expert manipulation wove you right into his web. And once you were in, you could never escape. That was how Youngest Director of the Fairfax and Co Solicitors worked. How would these two opposites clash when Altamash forces Gauhar to marry him? There would be sparks and fireworks for sure. But why did Altamash force her to marry him? And most importantly, could these opposites ever fall in love? ••••••••••• "It's not him, it cannot be him!" I could feel the tears stinging my eyes, but his face stayed resolute. As he slowly walked towards me, I stepped away. I couldn't let him smash everything I'd known to the ground, to wreck havoc to every notion I had held as true. As the back of my head hit the wall behind me, I sucked in a breath. The sight of the animalistic smirk on his face scared me, he looked like he had won. Like I was exactly where he wanted me to be. Pushing his hands in his pockets he approached me, and stopped only when there was a hairsbreadth between us. I could feel the warmth of his breath fan my forehead. And I couldn't breathe. Leaning in his lips ghosted against the sensitive skin of my earlobe, "Deception my love." His voice was a smooth whisper against me, as warm as the blazing fire in his eyes and as smooth as the honey that reminded me of the colour of them. My pulse hammered erratically on my throat and he noticed, because he chuckled softly, "it's not easy to act in a way that is against what you actually feel Gauhar. He had you fooled, just like i have your body fooled into thinking that I am going to ravish you." "That's false." I bit out through grit teeth, my voice a vehement hiss. He placed an arm beside my head, caging me in and looking straight into my eyes, his own were dark the amber of orbs almost eclipsed. "It's not false and you know it, let's not deceive ourselves darling." Leaning in he inhaled a deep breath, "our bodies currently believe that we like eachother, when that's as far away from reality as could be." He abruptly stepped away, "it was all an illusion the same way Gauhar, he had spun a lie around you. Just like I had spun one around us." ••••••••• PS: The beginning of this book is super slow, because you guys gotta get acquainted with the characters, but I promise it'll get Interesting as the story moves on. And be warned this is a slow burn novel so if your expecting instant fireworks and sparks...this is not the book for you. But if you like to feel pain and emotions (masochistic?) and bit of solving cases of law, I'm sure you'll enjoy it. P.PS: The book is written in the POV of the four protagonists Anyways, you should go read the book cuz that's obviously what your here for. Happy Reading!

Daily Updates coming from April 1st-April 30th ••••••••••    "There are two kinds of students at this facility; the ones who are unable to control their powers, and those who are pure evil. Which are you?"     "I don't know yet." ༺•༻ One mistake and your life comes crashing down. Fiona was on her way to the Paris Fashion Week before that one incident. Now, she's being held hostage in the Migdon Rehabilitation Center for Disturbed Young Supernaturals (MARC) —the school for the crazies. More than anything, she is sure she is not supposed to be here. She is a talented teenager who has her sight set on becoming a successful fashion designer. But she has to convince the MARC staff board of the same. That proves difficult, as nothing is going her way. Her romantic life, involving a particular playboy/werewolf and loner/dark elf, is turning into a hot mess. There's also the Zarnian Coven, a notorious black magic cult, which has its eyes set on her. And last but not least —the mysterious face she keeps seeing. Whenever it appears, she loses all control and morphs into the force of destruction MARC believes her to be. All Fiona wants... She doesn't know what she wants anymore. •••••••••• EXTRACT 1 Calmly, the boy got out of the window, his expression blank. He took his sweet time to walk to the girl, his hands in his pockets and his attention focused on her. Stopping only inches from her, he looked down at her, finally letting his fury show. Up close, Fiona realized the elf was very good-looking. He was also tall, her head barely reaching his shoulders. His frame was a bit lanky, but broad-shouldered. Their proximity was making her heart race. His eyes bored into hers, scarring her soul. In the moment, she had let her tray fall, but took no notice of it.     "If you feel someone is out to kill you, that is none of my business." He said, his entrancing bass voice a little above a whisper. "Now. Leave." EXTRACT 2 Cain studied the human girl before him. He'd heard the new student was a feisty one, but no one had told him she was pretty. She didn't have the kind of beauty that stopped you in your tracks, but one that grew lovelier the longer you looked. Her skin was dark and her hair, even darker. Captivating black eyes made it easy for one to loose oneself in them. Then there was the sexy attire she had on. Cain found himself bearing the strong urge to kiss her attractive plump lips. The new look on the president's face startled Fiona. His eyes had darkened and the smile on his face had been wiped off. Slowly, he lowered his head. Fiona's eyes widened, her legs weakened. All this while, her heart had been behaving abnormally, but now, it seemed to constrict, narrowing in her chest. Fiona thought again. It couldn't be a reaction to the werewolf. This sensation was painful. Every heartbeat brought on an intense sting that wounded her nerves. Rapidly, Fiona's vision began to blur, till all was black.  •••••••••• All A Witch Wants!!!

Xanders After Being Spawned By Player Charborg, He Was Given A Hazmat Suit, A Shotgun And A One Time Use Balloon Parachute. After Preparing And Jumping Down He Reaches The Bottom. After Accidentally Shot In The Gut, By The Player, The Player Calls It A Failed Mission And Left Xanders To Die. Xanders Died But Was Brought Back To Life By An Accidental Sting By A Life Syringe. Xanders Alive And Well Tries To Live And Find A Place Called Home.

" One advanced, then two. Soon I was running from five of them. My legs ached as branches lashed and scratched my cheeks. They were gaining as the sting in my tendons worsened. I would be caught, they would kill me. I wouldn't even make it to fifteen. I sobbed as I continued to run. I wouldn't give up until my final breath. I would keep running and running and running until no more was required of me. " This futuristic novel is about a world where a vicious mist roams, tainting human beings and often killing them or making them unnaturally weak. All tainted by the Mist are subjects to an evil god whom many believe in. In this world, a young boy is born tainted, a rare occasion. He is a prince and born into a life of scorn and overprotection. But there are some people in this world who do not wish him dead, and need his power for their personal desires.