Novel & Cerita Web Goodgirl Alternate Universe

[Book 2 of WEREWOLVES OF THE NORTH] “Fuc.king hell,” I hear him mutter under his breath. I swallow hard, my heart pounding with a foolish, desperate hope. “So, erm… I was thinking, maybe we could… get tea together tomorrow? Or—” “This was a temporary lapse, Lady Thompson,” he cuts me off in a clipped tone. “There was nothing more to it. I was in a rut. You happened to come close despite my warning, and my wolf took advantage of your lack of sense. Do not mistake a beast’s rut for affection.” ⸻ Elara Thompson has been in love with Darren Iversen for a long time, but the stoic royal Beta has never shown any interest in her or returned her affection. And then one night, driven mad by a sudden rut, Darren loses control. For one breathless night, Elara finally gets the man she’s spent months dreaming about. Then Darren breaks her heart after. Heartbroken, Elara does the only thing she can: she runs. Packing up her life in the dead of night, she flees across the sea to the Citadel of Knowledge with her father. Three years later, circumstances bring her back to the North. But this time, Elara is different. She’s stronger. More mature. No longer the awkward, lovesick scholar who desperately waited for him to notice her. And she has a secret that could change everything. Darren Iversen has never been a man who gives up easily. And when the woman he thought he had forgotten walks back into his life, he discovers that some mistakes are much harder to leave in the past. Especially when his wolf has been waiting for her all along. He broke her heart once. This time, she might be the one to break his.

Sandra transmigrated into an apocalypse novel as its most hated villainess. Instead of betraying humanity, she uses her special system to rescue survivors and destroy zombies and aliens. But the original heroine has become her deadliest enemy, armed with a system hiding a deadly secret. Can Sandra defeat the world's supposed savior?

Becky Heyman never imagined that reading her favorite romance novel would become the biggest mistake of her life. One moment, she is an ordinary woman worried about her own problems. The next, she wakes up inside the body of Gwen Gobbers, a beautiful fictional woman whose tragic fate she knows all too well. In the original novel, Gwen falls hopelessly in love with Alexander Wolf, a dangerously handsome and powerful man who eventually betrays her, sacrifices her during the apocalypse, and leaves their child behind. Becky knows how the story ends. And she refuses to die that way.. But before she can escape the city, Alexander catches her. The man she has spent years reading about becomes the man holding her prisoner. Alexander has a secret of his own. A terminal illness is slowly killing him, and he believes he needs an heir before his time runs out. He has chosen Gwen to bear his child, and he has no intention of letting her leave. Suddenly, the woman he believes he controls possesses something he desperately needs. Their arrangement becomes a dangerous game of secrets, manipulation, and desire. Gwen swears she will never love him. Alexander swears he will never let her go. But when the apocalypse exposes the darkest secrets of their world, Gwen must decide whether to escape the man destined to destroy her or risk everything to change the ending of a story that was never supposed to be hers.

It started as a story. Just words. A fantasy, Elara wrote at night. A man she designed to be everything she craved for but never had. Marek! Obsessive. Possessive. Deadly loyal. Unapologetically hers. She never expected the knocks on her door when no one was there. The whisper of her name in an empty room. Or the scent of him. The one she only ever described in ink, lingering in her pillow. She thought she was losing her mind. Until the bruises appeared. Until her friends started disappearing. Until Marek stepped out of her pages… And smiled. Now Elara has to ask herself the one question that could shatter everything: Did she write him into existence…..or did he lure her into his?