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Helen Dash Lemon

Coldsnap: The Billionaire Alpha's Fated Pregnant Princess (GL)

I never asked to be a part of werewolf society - or this world. Every day that passes, the mating bond between my protector and I threatens to occur, once and for all. To consume me entirely... and lock my path with this world on the brink, even when I still think of home. ⧖ ⧖ ⧖ One minute I was Citra Lomdi - a Princess to a kingdom of silk and secrets in a whole other place. There, I was a *magnificent* Fox shifter... maneuvering in the gilded cage that was my life. The next thing I knew... I was trapped in the body of a she-werewolf being rejected by her mate. A man that wanted the original owner, Helene Duskpaw, to accept the rejection of the mate bond so badly that he'd be easily convinced to kill me. He did *almost* seem to be trying! But my problems didn't end there. An 'Apocalypse System' has chosen me and a countdown timer reminds me whenever I look that fate can be measured. That there might be a point to my arrival here. A fierce & brilliant CEO of a supernatural society tech empire has their sights on me, too. The Alpha of the Rimecoat Pack that is quite annoyingly... as sexy as she is powerful. This Kyrie Voss also seems to believe she is my fated mate. Silly wolf superstitions. Whether that is true or not, isn't really important! I'm caught in between a cold-snap future and a hot-love pursuit... but I am Citra Lomdi and I will not be tamed. Not by the wolf within me I share this body with, the rogues that see me unmarked, or the Alpha that can set my blood on fire with her amazing restraint. The only problem is: Helene was pregnant before she died. So now, I am too.
Seraphelki · 20.7K Views

The Novel's Extra can Only use Dash

Attention: I did not do this cover, (but the title yes) if you have already seen this art on another novel please tell me kindly and I will change it as soon as possible [you have been chosen to find the secret ending of the novel save the humanity] 'Save the Humanity' a novel much appreciated by its readers and a novel of which I am the biggest fan, was put on hold for unknown reasons while the main plot had not even finished: Several years ago, thousands of mysterious towers appeared worldwide, . People believed these towers had no end. One year after their sudden appearance, monsters began emerging from them, wreaking havoc across the globe. In just three years, 40% of the world's population was wiped out. After years of living under constant danger, certain humans awakened supernatural powers and obtained a system. These individuals were called hunters or rankers if they got a system. Thanks to their strength and magical abilities, humanity pushed back the monsters and built fortresses to protect themselves from future invasions. I am Kim Sugil, the strongest ranker in the novel 'Save the Humanity.' Alongside the protagonist and his friends, I fight to save the world. But originally, I wasn’t supposed to be a key character. I was merely an extra, someone barely mentioned in the story. [Name: Kim Sugil] [Level: ???] [Rank: ???] [Title: ??? ] [Character abilities: Dash ] ----- Thanks for the support that you put into this novel!
Mandalorian · 79.5K Views

Wasteland Uprising

"In this apocalyptic New York, a can of SPAM might be worth more than gold." Imagine "The Walking Dead" meets "The Wolf of Wall Street" with a dash of "Doomsday Preppers" absurdity — welcome to New York City, 2030, a megalopolis struck by the collapse of social order. Cyrus Greene should have been just another office worker. But when the entire U.S. government mysteriously vanishes and the social fabric crumbles, his life takes an unexpected turn. No police, no government, no order... but for Cyrus, this chaos becomes his greatest opportunity. In this new world: - A can of SPAM buys you a week of shelter - A box of canned goods is worth a car - A pack of instant coffee can purchase vital intelligence - A bottle of clean water is more precious than diamonds But Cyrus isn't just surviving — he's thriving. Armed with his unique business acumen and surprising negotiation skills, he begins hoarding and trading survival supplies that have become priceless in this post-apocalyptic world. From convenience store canned goods to pharmacy first-aid kits to supermarket warehouse stockpiles, he builds his commercial empire in this wasteland. Along the way, he meets his match in a brilliant female powerhouse and an unexpected "sidekick" who becomes invaluable to his operation. If you enjoy: - Post-apocalyptic survival stories - Witty and clever protagonists - Unique business mindsets - Strategic negotiations and power plays - And a dash of blush-worthy romance Then this book is definitely for you. Warning: This isn't your typical post-apocalyptic tale. There are no zombies, no alien invasions — just a raw examination of human nature, and a compelling story about finding order in chaos and hope in despair. "In this world, the most dangerous thing isn't hunger or cold — it's the human heart. But paradoxically, it's also the warmest thing we have left."
kuiyukuiyi_cheng · 3.4K Views

Ex wife Getting her life back is isn’t easy

Helen settled in the living room, the silence heavy like an unwelcome weight. The only sound in the room, the soft ticking of the wall clock, reminded her that time was going—time she no longer wanted to count. Her mind a mist of thoughts, she subconsciously followed the edge of her coffee mug, her fingers fluttered slightly. None of the questions gnawed at her throughout the long, sleepless night could be answered. \n \n She had only arrived from the hospital early that morning. The doctor's words pulsed in her mind like an unusual symphony: *You're pregnant, Helen. Your baby is now. The child was not anybody's kid. This offspring was Jack's. She ought to have felt something, should have been elated, but she did not. No happiness came from the news. Not today at all. Not after everything that had turned out. For months now, Jack had withdrawn. At first there were minor indicators—forgotten anniversaries, the sudden late work hours, the missed phone calls. But everything changed when she discovered the lipstick on his shirt collar, the one that was not hers, the one she was sure didn belonged to anyone he worked with. He didn't even attempt to hide it. Though he was not one to be totally truthful either, Jack was not one to fib. \n \n The door banging wide open disrupted her thinking. \n \n Jack's fists clenched at his sides in the doorway, his face red with fury. Once warm and love for her, his eyes were now cold and free of any compassion. "Helen," he howled, his voice cutting, "I want a divorce." The words stung her as a slap to the face. The way she felt she knew everything came undone was as if the planet moved below her. Her stomach turned and her heart pained. Things were not meant to be like this. Her trust, her love, her dedication she had provided him. And still, here he was saying she is over. Jack waited not for an answer. His eyes on hers, he tore into the room. He appeared more furious than she had ever seen him. "I'm seeing Jane," he snapped out, as though he had just revealed a new line of sneakers. Your worst enemy. the one who really knows how to make me happy. Helen is better than you. She is more sensitive, finer, and more affectionate. She truly pays attention when I speak; not like you." \n \n Helen's throat clenched as she fought to consume the lump of bitterness rising inside her. Jane? The idea of it made her stomach turn with a combination of shock and treachery; this very same Jane with whom she had been loved for years? How might Jack accomplish this? How could he betray her with the one person she trusted most? Jane wasnuggested completed. "You at most can't give me a child," he went on venomously. "I maybe do not even know why I am still here. For years you have been infertile. I must not continue living like this. I need someone who can provide me the future—someone who can fulfill me. Helen blinked, his words piercing her heart like stings. She opened her mouth to talk, to justify herself, to describe how she had exhausted every means to conceive, but the words caught in her throat. It was pointless. Jack had his mind fixed. Already left, he would not change no matter what she said. \n \n Her lips released a cold, derisive laugh, a hushed sound that sounded like it echoed all over the otherwise quiet room. "You believe it is that simple?" she said, her voice full of feeling trembling. "You believe you can simply discard everything we have developed because you found someone else? Simply younger, simply prettier, simply someone who can give you children?" Jack's eyes stiffened, his jaw set, and he walked a step toward her. Absolutely. Whenever first person pronouns are used in sentences, I respond. I have had it with you, Helen. There is no need for me to justify myself. Simply sign the documents. It has come to an end.
Osagie_Aromose · 2.3K Views
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