Novel & Cerita 19th Century American

The classic Cinderella story told with a wild twist; Ella's trusty rat friends unleash the plague in the castle and around the kingdom resulting in Ella and her stepsister along with some friends made along the way to find a cure for the illness.In 18th century Briarglen, the crown Prince is looking for his future wife and Queen. The King throws a grand ball inviting every maiden in the kingdom to attend. At the ball, Drizella meets a handsome palace guard whom she bonds with over the love of botany. Meanwhile indoors, her sister Anastasia is destroying their stepsisters' dress, leaving remnants behind in the castle halls. The King notices Anas behavior and banishes her from the castle.Driz and Ella receive bouquets from their suitors inviting them to the castle for dates. While in the castle, they witness the first victim of the plague fall ill and areforced to quarantine inside the castle with no connection to others.Meet Malcolm and Maddie, the head servant and maid of the castle whom the King has aspecial bond with. After they fall ill, the King becomes determined to find the one responsible and have their head.Learn what is happening in the Tremaine household while the girls are stuck in the castle and learn the truth about the evil stepmother and the reason for Ana's change in behavior.After the girls do not return home, Ana takes it upon herself to rush to the castle regardless of the repercussions to find out what is happening. While there, she helps to discover a cure to the plague and regains her acceptance to the castle.Discovering the true source of the outbreak, the culprit is revealed and served with the proper punishment.

Sephora's life is about to be changed forever when she was Chosen against her will to be the bi-anual Sacrifice to the powerful and mysterious cursed  werewolf prince of Ardanam  living beyond the Veil of their two worlds, her 19 years of existence seemed to have all been for nothing.           When the yearly "chosen"  sacrifice was performed,  She was chosen as one who was to be sacrificed to maintain the thousand years old peace treaty which the Humans made with the werewolves a long time ago.             Until fate gives her a second chance….           She was later rescued from her perilous fate after she successfully passed the VEIL, a living hell on Earth barrier that separates the humans from the werewolves. Unfortunately, she was caught by the prince guards and  was made to serve  the mysterious cold-hearted prince.            Thrown into the complexities of living and serving in a powerful Court and chained to one of the most feared Prince's in Igritann was never her expectations.          Can Sephora survive in this power-hungry new world?           Not when darkness is beginning to gather overhead, Century old grudges start to fester and history threatens to repeat itself as the tenuous relationships between the princes of Ardanam begin to crumble.         With the Mortal World at threat and her family along with it, Sephora is forced to step up to the fold and strive to bring peace to her old world as well as her new one….        And what if this cold hearted prince was bent on changing the rules and rewriting histories just for a weak human girl….?        

When I'm working as a deliveryman, I receive a delivery order from a hotel. As I look at the bag of adult toys in my hand, I can't help but snicker knowingly. "Youngsters nowadays sure are wild in bed." The moment I open the hotel room door and see my girlfriend, Natalie Brooks, I feel as though all color has been drained from my face. Natalie's work junior, Brandon Clark, laughs arrogantly in my face with a bath towel wrapped around his waist. "How did that broke bastard track us down?" Natalie just frowns at me in displeasure. "Brandon helped me secure many projects at work. His only wish is that he gets to spend a night with a woman. "This is nothing but physical collision between bodies! This is the 21st century, Oliver! Must you be such a prude? "But don't worry, though. Even though I'm spending the night with Brandon, I'll still marry you according to my family's wishes." I shake my head immediately out of fear. "I'm not interested in marrying a woman who's been used by others, so I hope you two have a great life together! But I'll also withdraw my funds from your company. You'd better kiss those projects of yours goodbye!"

In my past life, I was a rare treasure: the only she-wolf capable of bearing a pureblood werewolf heir. That singular gift made me a prize, claimed by Leon, the Alpha of the formidable Silvermoon Pack in North America. Leon's ambition burned with the desire for a child. A pureblood heir, he believed, would secure his ascension to President Alpha—the supreme leader of all North American Lycan packs. But fate, as it often does, twisted his expectations. After ten long months, I birthed a pup with gray fur and gray eyes which was different to the golden-marked purebloods. By all standards, a low-ranking wolf. Simultaneously, my sister Eve, wedded to the rival Seurin Pack, delivered a golden-furred, golden-eyed pureblood. Leon's dream of becoming President Alpha shattered in an instant. From that moment, he harbored a strong hatred for me and my pup. He forced wolfsbane down our throats and ended our lives with a silver blade in a cold merciless way. Only in my dying breath did the horrifying truth reveal itself: my own sister had stolen my gift—the ability to bear purebloods—using dark magic, claiming it as her own. Now, I am reborn. I find myself reliving the day Leon and Seurin arrived to propose marriage. Just as before, Leon chose my sister Eve without hesitation. I saw it in his eyes—he remembers everything. He, too, has been reborn. But this time, I possess the knowledge. Without me, he will never father a pup—not pureblood, not even half-blood. Not even a mutt.

I never wanted a man. I wanted a baby. After years of failed treatments, a cheating fiancé, and a body that kept betraying me, I made a decision. I would do this alone. No man, no heartbreak, no complications. Just me, a clinic, and a dream I refused to let die. Except the clinic made a mistake. One catastrophic, life-altering mistake. The sample I was inseminated with didn't belong to the anonymous donor I selected. It belonged to Dominic Sinclair, billionaire, ruthless businessman, and the most terrifyingly beautiful man I have ever seen in my life. And now I'm carrying his child. He finds out before I've even processed the shock myself. I expect lawyers. Paperwork. A cold corporate transaction. What I don't expect is him standing in my apartment doorway, silver eyes burning with something that looks nothing like indifference telling me that no child of his will be born outside his pack's territory. Pack. That's when I realized Dominic Sinclair isn't just any billionaire. He's a werewolf. Campaigning to be Alpha King of the entire North American packs. And I, a human, broke, still-heartbroken, carrying his heir, have just become the most dangerous variable in his entire political rise. He says he wants to protect me. His wolf says something else entirely. And the way he looks at me, like I'm something he wants to consume slowly, makes me terrified of one thing above all else. That I might let him.

Six years ago, my sister and I fell for the same man, Edmund. But he only had eyes for Rosalie, the sweet, innocent type. With them, I was always the third wheel. They got married, of course. And on their wedding day, I overheard my parents whispering. "The company's strapped for cash," my father said. "What if we marry Corinne off to our business partner? That'd solve our problem..." This "partner" was over fifty and twice divorced. So I ran. I fled to Sicily with the only five thousand dollars to my name. I ran on pure bitterness. In four years, I brought dozens of small-time Sicilian crews to heel and forged my own family: Vexille. In another two, I came back to New York and quietly became the most powerful woman in the North American underworld. By then, Edmund's power was crumbling, hit hard by a rival family. That's when my mother called, her voice full of that same old entitlement. "Your brother-in-law's in some trouble. Figure out a way to help him." Then a text from my sister, Rosalie, dripping with contempt: "Sister, I remember you have a little casino in Sicily, right? So you must know something about that Vexille family." "Edmund needs their help. See what you can dig up." They still don't know. I'm the Don of the Vexille family. I glanced at the schedule my advisor had prepared. Tomorrow, 9:00 AM. A sit-down with some minor family looking for a handout. The name on the file: Edmund.

In the modern country Japan live a century old legend, a group of people who live in a secluded mountain of Okinawa. Shin is the second son of Alpha Rei, and the little brother of the next Alpha Ginji. He is the total opposite of Ginji, who is a party animal and a well-known playboy he even rejected his mate just to continue his lifestyle. On the other hand, Shin is a well-respected wolf, he is well-behave and responsible. But everything changes when Shin turns 18, that time he found his mate Jenica who was 2 year’s younger than him. He swore to wait until she herself found that he is her mate, but when Ginji found out about this he didn’t think twice. He touched Shin’s mate. Boiled with anger Shin challenge Ginji, but his wolf cannot withstand his big brother. Because of that he was cast away by the family, by challenging the next Alpha, they thought that Shin wanted to challenge him for his position. But that was his plan in the first place, that if he lost this battle he will run away. When he was out of there village he meet three wolves who said they were waiting for him, they escort him to a what he believe is a rouge village, there he meet a beautiful lady they call Luna. The woman looked at him with so much admiration, she open her arms and hug Shin. “My son.” She said, with tears.

I’m a mortal priestess, but a Tartarus death curse is killing me. The only cure is a Golden Apple from Olympus, which blooms once a century to purify a soul. But my soulmate—Zale, son of Poseidon—snatched my apple away. He fed it to my sister, Melora, just to heal a minor magical burn. I abandoned my final treatments at the Temple of Apollo. Instead, I drank a vial of Lethe poison, laced with water from the Styx. It silences all pain. The price? In three days, my soul will turn to ash. No afterlife. No reincarnation. In my final three days on earth, I let everything go. I gave my Healing Temple to Melora. My parents, the high priests, smiled in relief. When Zale drew the Blade of Olympus to sever our soulmate bond, I gladly offered my heart's blood. He stroked my cheek and praised my “generosity.” As if I’d finally learned my lesson. I pushed my son, Philon, toward Melora and told him to call her “Mom.” He cheered and threw himself into her arms, crying out that her lullabies were sweeter. I gave up everything. None of them even noticed I was dying. They just looked at me proudly. "Our Kressa has finally learned her place." But I can't help wondering... when I fade into stardust forever, will they even remember me?

I spend ten years helping my fiancé fight and claw his way to the top. Finally, he becomes the head of the local mafia. But once he has everything, he falls for another woman. Suddenly, he wants nothing to do with the promise he made to marry me. Just as he boasts about throwing her the wedding of the century, one of his men can't hold back his confusion. "Olivia stood by you through everything. Weren't you crazy about her? And now you're marrying someone else?" Joshua Harding snuffs out his cigarette, slowly turning the silver couple's ring he shares with Abigail Mauser between his fingers. "Olivia?" He scoffs. "She's got blood on her hands. How could she ever compare to my sweet, innocent Abigail?" The subordinate hesitates. "But Olivia's sharp. If she finds out and turns against you, then what?" Joshua frowns before smirking coldly. "Belcove is completely under my control. It's not like I'll lose it without her around." Little does he know I'm standing outside and listening to every word. I drop the medicine I brought him into the trash and pull out my phone. I text his biggest rival, Michael Sheridan. "Want Joshua's turf and his life? I'm handing them to you!"

My fiance, Alexander Elrod, the most outstanding fashion designer of the 21st century, had finally agreed to marry me. He promised to propose once he won the Paris Fashion Award. When the day arrived, I braved a typhoon to attend his celebration banquet. There, I watched as Alexander and his assistant, Stella Monroe, kissed shamelessly in front of the cameras. Then, they proudly displayed their wedding rings. Alexander picked up the microphone. “Stella dear, thank you for your hard work during this time. In the future, I’ll continue leading the fashion world with you, one trend after another!” My colleagues all turned to look at me and expected me to cause a scene. I smiled, and I was the first to applaud them. “How wonderful! Wishing you two a lifetime of happiness.” The room erupted in shocked murmurs. After the event, Alexander immediately dragged me aside to explain, “Stella stayed up with me for nearly half a year for the Paris Fashion Award. Her mother’s terminally ill, and her last wish was to see Stella get married. Must you take it so seriously? “Once work is over, I’ll divorce her and throw you the grandest wedding, okay?” I walked away without answering him. Then, I gave my father a call. “Dad, the ten-year bet is over. I’ve lost. I’ll come home and take over the family business.”