Who Is The Protagonist In 'Burned' And Her Powers?

I brought my three-month-old son, Leo, to my husband's home for the holidays. But while my son was asleep, my niece, Lana Wright, and her classmates carried him upstairs and threw him down. My baby died right in front of me. I lost my mind. I scooped him up and tried to rush him to the hospital, but it was already too late. He was gone before we ever made it there. Because my niece was still a minor, she barely faced any consequences. The court ordered her family to pay eight hundred thousand dollars in compensation, but my sister-in-law, Ariel Stone, wailed and screamed, accusing me of trying to drive them to their deaths. I cried until I felt like my heart had been torn apart. All I wanted was justice. But my husband, David Wright, and mother-in-law, Karen Bailey, only scolded me. “Lana is just a child too! Are you really going to destroy her life just because your son died?” I never got my revenge. In the end, grief and hatred hollowed me out. That winter, I died of a heart attack. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day of the holiday gathering. This time, I immediately called my parents and asked them to take my son away. But even then, my niece still threw a baby from upstairs.

The day I died, the baby in my womb was only five months old. In that final phone call, my father, John Harlow, the godfather of the Harlow family, spoke with a voice as icy as a loaded gun. "A married woman belongs to her husband's family, even in death." When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day I had been placed under house arrest. He was circling my college application with a red pen. "Girls who study art are easier to marry off." In front of him, I tore the family's marriage alliance files into pieces. "I'm going to Camford University. I'm studying Computer Science." He sprang to his feet so suddenly that his finger nearly jabbed my face, his sleeve cuff revealing the family crest tattoo. "If you dare defy me, don't ever regard me as godfather." I smiled. "Exactly what I want." Meeting his stunned gaze, I spoke each word deliberately. "The name Harlow. I have long stopped wanting it."

Jenna is perceived by the outside world as a sexy, spoiled woman who has gotten whatever she wanted. She was the only child of her Alpha parents and they wanted nothing more than for Jenna to settle down and become Luna to the Black Crescent Pack. What few people realised was Jenna is a kind-hearted woman who has healing powers. She does a lot of charity work outside of her circle and wants to be a doctor for humans and werewolves. Few really know Jenna, including her fated mate. When they meet, Adam instantly hates all that he thinks she is. But he does need a Luna to solidify his spot as Alpha for the Red Pine Pack. Jenna and Adam decide on a short-lived truce to help each other get what they want. Little do they know Jenna’s healing powers make her a target for an underworld waiting to capture her to use her talents. Will their growing attraction to one another save Jenna? Is a rejection in their future? Only time will tell in Healing Powers.

“I spent years loving you in the shadows… You repaid me by letting me burn.” Evelyn Vance was the invisible wife, married, ignored, and easy to sacrifice. For three years, she waited for Damian Blackwood to choose her. He never did. Then the fire came. On the night she went into labor, flames consumed the hospital. Trapped and screaming, Evelyn called the only man she trusted. He didn’t come. While his wife burned, Damian was with another woman. The world believes Evelyn died that night. She didn’t. Rescued by Damian’s most dangerous rival, Victor, the woman he abandoned disappeared… …and someone far more dangerous took her place. Five years later, Evelyn returns richer, colder, and untouchable. At her side is her son, Silas… the child Damian never knew existed. But Silas isn’t just a secret. He’s a target. When the truth surfaces that the boy carries Damains’s Rh-null rare blood powerful enough to change everything, Evelyn is forced back into the world she escaped. Back to the man who let her burn. But this time, she isn’t begging for love. She’s here to take his empire with his enemy by her side.

In his bid for perpetual life, the first Don of the Bryant family annihilates the witch clan and violently takes possession of their most sacred relic. In the moments before her death, the head of the witch clan places a curse on every descendant of the Bryant family. Every descendant will suffer a sudden mutation at the age of 23, where their bodies would be covered in thick, black hair, and fangs would sprout from their mouths, turning them into monsters. They can only lift the curse if they marry a descendant of the witches. Ella Crawford—my sister—and I are the last remaining descendants of the witch clan in the human realm. In my past life, Oliver's lottery selection fell on the attractive Ella. I was aware that Ella lacked the power to lift the curse, so I secretly swapped the lots, and Oliver ended up married to me. In the end, during our wedding night, Ella set herself alight, proclaiming that she had lost her eternal love and didn't want to face life without him. As a result, Mom and Dad drove me out. Oliver, however, took me in and showered me with affection. It wasn't long before I conceived his child, and he successfully survived his 23rd birthday. Yet, barely a day later, Oliver pushed me into the fire pit. I pleaded with tears streaming down my face, "I freed you from the curse and am currently carrying your baby, Oliver, so please don't treat me like this!" Oliver merely responded with a malicious grin as he tossed the torch aside. "If it weren't for your interference, Ella would have lifted the curse for me! I would have been able to spend the rest of my life with her, Cynthia!" In the end, I was completely consumed by the flames. I suddenly open my eyes and find myself returning to the day Oliver chooses his bride by lot. I immediately snap the tampered lot, as I'm eager to find out how Ella will save Oliver without any witch powers in this life.

Stephen was getting hit by a shoe in the morning by his mother and his father shouting at him "When were you planning to tell us that you are engaged to this girl" "I told you I don't even know her, I met her yesterday while was on my way to work" "Excuse me you propose to me when I saved you from drowning 13 years ago," said Antonia "What?!? When did you drown?!?" said Eliza, Stephen's mother "look woman you got the wrong person," said Stephen frustratedly "Aren't you Stephen Brown?" "Yes" "And your 22 years old and your birthdate is March 16, am I right?" "Yes" "And you went to Vermont primary school in Vermont" "Yes" "Well, I don't think I got the wrong person, you are my fiancé" ‘Who is this girl? where did she come from? how did she know all these informations about me? and it seems like she knows even more than that. Why is this happening to me? It's too dang early for this’ thought Stephen