Amber House

The Darkness is being manifested by an unknown enemy, and prophecies of a war start coming true. The Protectors of the throne have been preparing for war for over 1300 years, but everyone is still wondering if the prophesized royal will emerge in time to protect the Osvald Kingdom. Rolf, a Regent Prince, has been hiding the fact he is a member of the Protector Family so he can earn his rank in the Lycan Army without the privilege he was born into. His world is turned upside down when he meets his mate and must decide if she is worth the exposure. Thyra has one mission in life, to avenge the slaying of her pack that happened five years ago. She doesn't have time for the pull she feels toward another soldier in the Officer Leadership Academy. Will he understand that her oath has to come before the distraction he brings? Or will she have to submit to him just so she can keep looking into his amber eyes...

*Story on hold* Sarah attended a ball, her parents had forced to go to the yearly pack’s masked gala. She got drunk and hooked up with the pack’s Alpha. She got pregnant and her father sent her out of his house because she wasn’t going to say who impregnated her. She had her reasons for keeping it from her dad. On getting to the Alpha’s house, she met him pounding hard into Valerie, the pack’s bully. He sensed her presence, and rejected her as his mate on the spot…

Aria Laurent was supposed to be the ghost in the Devereaux estate—a convenient substitute for a sister who fled, a nameless bride in a house built on secrets. But in the cold, suffocating grip of Luca Devereaux’s world, being invisible is no longer an option. Bound by a forced marriage and watched by eyes that never blink, Aria must navigate power and silent threats. In this house, walls have ears, and the man she calls husband is a shadow she can’t escape. As the line between protection and possession blurs, Aria discovers that the darkest secrets aren’t hidden in the cellar, they’re reflected in the eyes of the man who owns her.

A dark and gloomy villa stood in the middle of the barren landscape, hidden from sight by a perched hedge. It was phenomenal and spectacular, but it makes it appear to have succumbed to a sullen and ominous atmosphere, both inside and out. A lanky hedge and gnarled shrubs give off the impression that the house has indeed been overlooked. The rainstorm seeping from the sewer pipes made the place appear miserable and dispirited. Needless to say, the house appeared razed to the ground and devoid of life. The house was made of rune stone that had been smeared darker in spots by downpours, sending it an insidious demeanor even during the day. The window frames were all padlocked and bricked up in steel frames and woods, as if what was inside would have been too grotesque to see, trying to give the impression that someone must have attempted to prevent something horrible from escaping. People have claimed that the residence was plagued by the witch who died there, but there has been no tangible evidence to substantiate their claims. It was even widely speculated that the villa was venomous and mowed down the leaves of trees that come into direct contact with its concrete pillars. People also construed a terrifying presumption that whoever tries to enter the house will never make it out alive because there is something inside that you would never dare to see with your very own eyes. Whatever was real or not, it was unmistakably foreshadowing, exponentially cold and savage at a hundredth of a thousand glances. A breathtaking doll sat competently on a rocking chair inside the house. Waiting complacently for someone brave and heroic enough to unravel the abominable and ghoulish mystery and paradox behind her enchanting, spine-chilling smile.

Queenzella or often called Zella is one of the secret agents. Zella is on a mission where she has to track down a serial killer in Cristopher's house, no, more precisely she is trying to pry information from Kenneth Cristopher who is the brother of the very private Mikequel Cristopher. Being a maid in Cristopher's house is crazy, especially since Kenneth has something inside him that always disturbs Zella's peace. Will all of Zella's plans work? or instead, he fell into a complicated love story? then how Zella completed all her missions and caught Mikequel the serial killer who loved her.

“ …if you ever loved me… please…don’t…” “The crown had decreed justice by measure for measure.” His strong fingers secured my chin, then he poured the amber liquid into my eyes. It feels like my eyes are being carved out from the inside. The world goes black. ***A conspiracy, Hope went from Luna to criminal. Hope is the daughter of Clinton, Alpha of the Blue Rock Wolf Pack. At 18, Hope became the fated mate of Keith, the son of the Alpha of the neighboring Lotus Pack. They fell in love and got married. Three years later, Hope and Keith were invited to attend a banquet held by the Alpha King’s daughter, Princess Lilith. During the event, Princess Lilith fell down the stairs and became blind. Hope was accused of being the culprit. Keith gouged out Hope’s eyes, and she died accidentally. Hope is reborn at the age of 18. Can she still accept Keith as her mate?

"I don't hire distractions. I hire results." In the frost-bitten arena of Blackport City, Alpha Dominic Wolfe is a king of ice and iron. He’s cold, lethal, and used to absolute submission—until I walked in. I’m Rhea Callahan, the best protector the Luna Guard Academy ever produced, and I’m not here to bow. I'm here to save his sister, a silent pup drowning in pack secrets, by getting her back on the skates. But the moment Dominic traps me against his desk, the professional boundary shatters. One taste of his dark, predatory heat and my wolf is howling for a mate I’m forbidden to claim. He’s a monster in a designer suit; I’m a firebrand he can’t break. He promised to keep his hands off me unless I begged. Now, between midnight training sessions and the burn of his amber gaze, the ice is melting. In this pack, the only thing more dangerous than the politics is the hunger.

Right before graduation, my roommate waved around a job offer from some overseas company. It had a three-day workweek, with a starting salary of $50,000 a month. It sounded too good to be true, so I warned her it might be a scam. When she struck out on other job leads, I asked my dad to get her a position at his company. She scoffed at the eight-hour days and $6,000 monthly salary, calling it slave labor. Then she went live online, falsely accusing my dad of inappropriate advances and pressuring her to bear him a son. When skeptics questioned her, she swore no woman would lie about her honor. The internet erupted, branding my dad a predator. Our company collapsed under the backlash, leaving us drowning in debt. To spare me, my dad jumped from a rooftop to his death. Devastated, I wandered into traffic and was struck by a truck. When I opened my eyes again, I was back to the day Amber got that shady offer.

Because my father's childhood sweetheart's daughter was accidentally burned, my father was angry and locked me in the fire house where werewolf criminals were punished. The Beta of the pack, my father, looked at me with disgust written all over his face: "I don't have such a cruel daughter. You'll stay here and reflect on what you've done." I begged loudly for mercy, admitted my mistake, pleading for him to let me out. All I got in return was his merciless command. "Unless she's dead, no one is to release her." The fire house stood isolated at the edge of the territory. No matter how much I screamed for help, no one could hear me. He assigned the housekeeper to set the room to spray fire every 2 hours. The burns were excruciating, my werewolf healing barely keeping me alive between sessions. Ten days later, he finally remembered he had a daughter and decided to let me out. But what he didn't know was that I had already died in that fire house, never to wake again.

"Then let's get a divorce!" With courage, Leora left her husband's house, after being accused of poisoning his mistress. Her in-laws and sister-in-law had planned various ways to kick her out of Peter's house and in the end Leora gave in. However, no one expected that things would turn 180 degrees after the divorce. When everyone who had hurt her was happy with each other's lies, Leora returned. This time, she was no longer the poor orphan girl from the orphanage. She has changed and not only that, she also carries a big secret that will make everyone turn to worship her feet.