How Does 'Oblivion'S Throne' End?

Grace Anderson is a striking young lady with a no-nonsense and inimical attitude. She barely smiles or laughs, the feeling of pure happiness has been rare to her. She has acquired so many scars and life has thought her a very valuable lesson about trust. Dean Ryan is a good looking young man with a sanguine personality. He always has a smile on his face and never fails to spread his cheerful spirit. On Grace's first day of college, the two meet in an unusual way when Dean almost runs her over with his car in front of an ice cream stand. Although the two are opposites, a friendship forms between them and as time passes by and they begin to learn a lot about each other, Grace finds herself indeed trusting him. Dean was in love with her. He loved everything about her. Every. Single. Flaw. He loved the way she always bit her lip. He loved the way his name rolled out of her mouth. He loved the way her hand fit in his like they were made for each other. He loved how much she loved ice cream. He loved how passionate she was about poetry. One could say he was obsessed. But love has to have a little bit of obsession to it, right? It wasn't all smiles and roses with both of them but the love they had for one another was reason enough to see past anything. But as every love story has a beginning, so it does an ending.

“True love stories never have endings.” Dean said softly. “Richard Bach.” I nodded. “You taught me that quote the night I kissed you for the first time.” He continued, his fingers weaving through loose hair around my face. “And I held on to that every day since.”

Dark shadows, bloodlines and ancient magic. There was never a time I knew what normal was, not even in my dreams. Born a blood sucker, trained a warrior, blessed with gifts - or cursed which ever way you see it, and now having to protect myself from the ones that want my soul. But I'll burn before I let them. Or I might just drown... Right before I rip my heart open But you'll find me, at the bottom of the lake buried deep. Right after I rip my heart open

Zaire Gibson spent years hating Sebastian Burkhart - the arrogant, charming captain of Milton Academy's football team. Their rivalry has always been explosive, from locker-room brawls to public fights that nearly got them suspended. But beneath Zaire's fury lies something he refuses to name... something that scares him more than losing a game. Sebastian, on the other hand, knows exactly what he feels, and it's killing him. He's been in love with Zaire for years, forced to hide it behind smirks, taunts, and bruised knuckles. Every fight, every insult, every stolen glance only pulls him deeper into the boy who will never love him back. But when one charged night tears the line between enemies and something else entirely, both boys are forced to face the truth: maybe what's between them was never hate at all.

BLOODY THRONE A gripping and emotionally charged Mafia romance set in the heart of Italy’s criminal elite. Rosana Marcello never imagined her life would change at the altar. She thought she was about to marry the man she loved and begin a new chapter—until the chapel doors flew open and her world came crashing down. Sergio De Niro didn’t arrive with violence. He arrived with purpose. And he wasn’t there to stop her wedding. He came to take what was his. Raised in an orphanage and unaware of her bloodline, Rosana never knew she was the last living descendant of the powerful De Luca family—the very name Sergio had sworn to wipe from the earth. But instead of ending her life, he bound it to his with a vow written in blood. Now held captive in a world of ruthless men and whispered secrets, Rosana must navigate a dangerous new reality. Every glance, every silence, every shadow around her is a test. As she unearths the truth about her past, she also discovers something far more dangerous—who she’s becoming. Trapped between a man who sees her as both threat and prize, and the legacy of a family drenched in violence, Rosana faces a brutal choice: surrender to the forces trying to shape her, or rise against them and claim the power they never meant for her to hold. This isn’t just a love story. It’s a tale of survival, of identity, and of the razor-thin line between vengeance and loyalty. In the end, she may wear the crown—but it will be forged from blood.

Nora Ashby came to Vael Academy for one reason the scholarship that would clear her mother's debt and give her a future that didn't taste like survival. She did not come to become the vampire prince's fiancée. But Caspian Vael needs a human anchor before he can claim his throne, and after Nora walked up to him at orientation and made him look down at a shirt that had nothing on it then laughed and walked away he decided she was exactly the problem he needed. The arrangement is simple. One year. Public appearances. A convincing performance. At the end of it, she walks away with her debts cleared and her life back. Except nobody told her about the second clause. Nobody told her that the choice to leave would belong entirely to her. That no court, no prince, no ancient law could remove her once she'd signed. That the most powerful vampire on the island would have no legal way to protect her only a personal one. And nobody warned her that somewhere between the arguments and the rooftop conversations and the way he looks at her when he thinks she isn't watching, she would stop wanting to leave. Caspian chose her because she was the one human at Vael he was certain he couldn't fall for. He was wrong about that. He knew it by the third week. He just didn't know what to do with it.