Ancient Strengthening Technique Novels & Stories

Someone close once told me that our generation's love knows no bond. It's against all odds as the saying goes to say, strengthening the bent one, and right the wrong. As long as they love each other and were willing to bend rules, that is all that matters.As starters, I was gifted with a 6'4 ft height. Fair glowing skin, sinewy, metallic blue eyes, but most of all, I was dubbed as one of the living proof of the most beautiful man ever to exist in history. I love music that's why I chose to spend my time with my acoustic guitar and a band every night.With that one-of-a-kind gift, I have been with a lot of women, young and old, human or wolf. It is also when I learned how to differentiate between love and lust.I was collecting and picking women at the age of twelve, thinking I could find the right one. Not to boast off my confidence, I broke the Guinness Book of Record, breaking with a hundred and sixty girlfriends in three years.However, I never expected that the kind of love I've been searching for offered from the rest of the wolf and human world. And it all started at this very particular event. The Mating Night.

Rogues invasion was on the increase, most packs doubled their security and formed alliance with their neighbours for extra protection but for smaller packs that could not afford to double their security, they were invaded and destroyed by these rogue wolves. King Adrien the 36 years old king of all werewolf clans took it upon himself to visit all standing packs and help them in strengthening their packs well enough to fight off rogue wolves. He finally visits the red moon pack after postponing the visit for a week and was in the middle of a conversation with Alpha Tristan the Alpha of the Red moon Pack when he started becoming uneasy. His nose flared around and ears strengthened to know where the strawberry scent came from. Suddenly a servant walks into the meeting arena carrying a whiskey bottle on a tray and he immediately rises to his feet and takes her into his tight embrace before yelling the word 'mate' to everybody's surprise. All he wanted was one peaceful visit but after killing the Alpha of the Red moon Pack and taking Bella back to his castle as his mate, his life takes a negative turn as he struggles to handle the rogue invasion and getting his wolfless mate to have her first shift so he would not have to reject her and crown someone else as his queen.

The night Lyra Hale’s pack burned to the ground, she saw the Alpha responsible with her own eyes. Kael Draven. The ruthless ruler of the Nightfang Pack. He slaughtered her people, destroyed her home, and left her alive among the ashes. For years, Lyra has lived for one purpose—revenge. But when fate forces her back into Nightfang territory, she discovers a truth far crueler than death. Kael Draven is her fated mate. Bound to the man she has sworn to kill, Lyra searches for proof that he is the monster she remembers. Yet the deeper she digs into the past, the more the story of that night begins to unravel. Witnesses contradict the massacre. Hidden alliances surface. And a powerful rival Alpha begins moving his forces toward war. Because Silvercrest Pack was never meant to survive. It was destroyed to capture something far more valuable. Lyra. As the last heir to a rare Luna bloodline capable of strengthening and stabilizing entire packs, her power could shift the balance of werewolf rule across the territories. Now hunted by enemies and bound to the Alpha she hates most, Lyra must uncover the truth behind the night that destroyed her life. Because the man she believes to be her greatest enemy may be the only one capable of protecting her from the war that is coming.

I burned my painting right in front of the students and university staff. Thunderous applause filled the hall. Everyone thought it was some kind of performance. But my senior in the graduate program panicked. He rushed forward and grabbed my wrist, his voice tight. “Connor, have you gone mad? This is your only shot to prove yourself!” I shook him off, cold. A chance? That was his chance, right? During my past life, he stole the painting I poured my heart and soul into and entered it in the competition ahead of me. The composition, the colors, even my original technique… He copied all of it. He won the Gold Award for the National Youth Art Competition, signed with a top gallery, and basked in glory. Meanwhile, I was branded a shameless plagiarist. The insults and curses overwhelmed me completely. "Get out of the art scene already!" “A plagiarist like you should just die!” His fans stormed my studio, smashed my tools, and broke my right hand. With my world in ruins, I jumped off the studio roof. Opening my eyes again, I realized I had returned to the day my senior accused me of plagiarism.

Harper William was a mysterious figure, adept at concealing his true intentions and emotions behind a veil of secrecy. In the depths of his mind, he harbored a trove of untold stories. A river of suppressed tears spilled into his heart with every smile he wore. Aching shadows whispered tales of his buried pains behind his laughter. While his soul yearned to be seen and understood, he perfected the technique of concealing his sorrow. His family has always regarded him as a tool that can assist them in their business. He was detached from all of the sorrow and emotion. He took illicit substances to obtain some peace of mind, and no one in his family knew about it except his mother. But since the day he met Daisy Parker, everything has changed. He considered her bothersome and tried everything to get her out of his life, but he never realized that Daisy was slowly establishing a place of her inside his heart. Daisy has always regarded Harper as a Demon who has never failed to punish her in various ways. If anyone asks her whom she despises the most, she will say Harper William without hesitation.

Strength is everything in our world. I was born without it. My name is Maeve Nightwhisper—the royal family’s shame. I can’t shift. I don’t heal like a true Alpha. I was never meant to rule. That future belonged to my twin brother, Reeve. Until he was poisoned the night before enrolling at Lycan Spirit Academy. If the academy discovers the heir is dead, our uncle Garson claims the throne by dawn. So I bury my brother and become him. I cut my hair, bind my chest, suppress my scent, and enter the all-male academy under Reeve’s name. One injury that heals too slowly, one slip in the communal showers, one crack in my control, and I’m exposed. The academy is a battlefield disguised as a school. Ranking matches are merciless. Alphas dominate or get crushed. I can’t overpower them, so I awaken the Forbidden Arts—an outlawed technique once practiced only by women of my bloodline. They call me weak. Until I start winning. Now Alaric, the Academy’s Sword Bearer, watches me like prey. Dorian, the potions prodigy, looks at me like a secret he’s desperate to uncover. Then the Mate Bond snaps. If they discover I’m Maeve... The throne won’t be the only thing I lose.

Having a caring boyfriend, Hailey couldn’t have asked for more. But one night at a bar, she got drunk and stumbled into the arms of a strange man. Unknowingly to her, that stranger was Kendrick Reid, a cut-throat billionaire who was known for his ruthlessness across the circle. Her life took a huge turn when she discovered she was pregnant with his baby. The elders got involved and she was forced into an arranged marriage with the billionaire. While Hailey seeks her freedom, Kendrick ensures not even a hair on her body is harmed. As she navigates this new life, she realizes that there’s more to Kendrick than meets the eye. So many secrets spiral around why he is keen on keeping her and having the baby. As those secrets come to light, she becomes more aware of the dangers that accompany her new life, strengthening her resolve to leave the billionaire. But will Kendrick let her go that easily? What if his temptations were as overwhelming as her fear of those dangers? What if her resolve weakens and she is torn between her quest for freedom and this man she has come to love? Are there more secrets left to be revealed? Can she trust the people that she believes care for her the most? When family drama and other contending forces get involved, is her marriage destined to be a blissful one or doomed for more problems to come? The bond she shares with Kendrick is not one to be easily severed. What happens when that bond is constantly threatened to the point of extinction? Follow me on Instagram @authorhusnas & Facebook: Author Husnas, and receive frequent updates about this story.

I set fire to my painting in front of the entire academy. Thunderous applause erupts from the crowd as everyone thinks it's some kind of performance art. Unlike them, Willow Laurent is distraught. She rushes up and grabs my hand, questioning in a shrill voice, "Cassidy Seymour, have you gone mad? This is your only chance to prove yourself!" I shake her hand off me coldly. My only chance? No… What she means is that it's her chance. In my past life, I created this masterpiece with all my heart and soul. But she stole it from me and submitted it as her entry first. Whether it was the composition, the colors, or even my original dot-stippling technique… She replicated every detail flawlessly. Then, she won the National Young Artists Gold Award, signed with a top gallery, and became a rising star. And what about me? I was condemned as a shameless plagiarist. Insults and curses gradually drowned me. "You shouldn't be an artist!" "Plagiarists are scum! They should just die!" Her fans stormed into my studio, smashed my art supplies, and broke my right hand. As I saw no end to the hell that I was living in, I jumped down from the top floor of my studio. When I open my eyes again, I'm back to the very day she first accuses me of plagiarism.

After my father-in-law, Oswald Leyton, is diagnosed with a complicated form of heart disease, I rush to Germasia for an intensive training on the most advanced medical technique just so that I can operate on him and treat his condition. When I return home after the training three months later, I gleefully find my husband, Nicholas Leyton, to tell him about the good news that I have mastered the technique. The plane lands. However, the luxury car that should have come for me turns out to be a broken-down van instead. Someone throws a sack over my head, and I can hear Nicholas' cold laughter next to me. "Did you have lots of fun with your boytoy overseas for the last three months, Victoria Rosewood?" After he and a few other men force themselves on me multiple times, Nicholas slides open the door, planning to abandon me in the wilderness. "Nicholas! You can't do this to me! I'm pregnant…" I try to explain myself, throwing myself at him despite all the cuts and bruises on my body. However, Nicholas gets even angrier after hearing that and forcefully shoves me aside. I feel an excruciating pain coming from my lower abdomen. Warm, sticky blood starts flowing down my thighs. Then, my vision blacks out, and I lose consciousness altogether.

~"Why is the best fruit always forbidden?"~ Alecander Blackford is that perfect Alpha blessed with the face of an angel but cursed with overbearing parents who would not stop tailing after his ass. After he runs away from the pack to stay at his aunt’s house, he did not expect that he would meet his mate who turned out to be more than he had expected and everything he was not. Soft, caring with a touch of defensive instincts, Elristeya Larsen is just that girl who has two parents that were in love since forever and a brother who would do anything to make her frustrated. When she meets her brother’s new best friend, it turned out to be the Asshole that had slammed the door in her face, Alec. She was undeniably captivated by his hypnotic orbs and the way he looked like everything a human was not. Like a different breed. Alec’s entire plan to stay away from her as far as he could begins to fall flat right before his own eyes. No matter how he tried to ignore her, like a moth to a flame he was attracted to her. When circumstances fell into place, they slowly began to get closer, creating more connection and strengthening the bond between them. Elristeya soon realized that Alec was no prince charming of hers but her beautiful downfall. Her perfect nemesis. Her flawless damnation. Theirs was the mate bond that was never supposed to be formed. Forbidden right from their births and when they try to fight against the fate that binds them, ugly and haunting secrets, capable of ruining them both and those they cherished, from the past are unleashed, threatening the soul bond they shared.