Angelita K 12 Novels & Stories

Wan ke was murdered in the age of 16 trying to save his 12 year old step sister. To take over the kingdom,power and to be the top general XingXing disguises herself to a boy taking her brother's name when he was in his dead bed, informing others that the daughter of the Great lord Wen has been killed. She isn't someone who is fragile and weak she is someone who is courageous and a well known playboy. What will she face in her journey? Will she be able to hide her identity? Can she protect her loved ones? Who is behind all the chaos? Join the journey of life with XingXing (Wan ke) who tries to take revenge for her dead brother investigating on the case while studying in the school of scholars and leader where only the Princes are allowed. Setting:The old times

Kane Porter was as boring as his name implied. Of all the financial coordinators under me, he was the one least likely to be interesting on an intoxicated evening. Kane was quiet, well-mannered and nobody was friends with him. I was his boss and I got along well with everyone until I came across a problem. The account I'd been skimming from had a good hunk of change missing now. Not good. How could I have it investigated without flagging myself for the ten thousand dollars I'd 'borrowed'? There was only one thing I could do. Porter was a nice guy. He'd help me out. No one could be safer to ask...

I'd been lonely lately. Having accrued enough wealth to no longer need to go on the raids I was well off. Now I just needed a little slave girl to warm my bed. I'd considered a docile thing with a warm spot for me. But instead, I was intrigued by the spitfire commanding she'd not be touched. I saw her body and thought her too tiny but when I touched her, I wanted her. And what I want. I get. Afterall, I'm a wolf at heart. And a full moon is coming. She'll learn the way of things. One way or another.

I am a Catalyst. The Spark, the lore calls me. The problem with being a Spark was two-fold. Monsters were drawn to me. And I'd known so many of them that I found myself unable to be intrigued by any normal, human male. I was drawn to those dangerous breeds now, like a moth to flame, how much could I really resist their primal aggression? You'd think that with my time as a Spark, I'd have learned how to recognize each creature. But there were so many, I didn't know where to begin. Every male creature lusted for me, especially the monsters. And I for them. The trick I faced was in trying not to attract every unholy thing I came across. And when I did, in identifying which just wanted to possess me and which might actually kill me. I was clearly failing. On both accounts.

Cleo Benson’s world is shattered in an instant when she loses her entire family in a tragic accident. But as the grief takes hold, a darker reality emerges. Cleo is thrust into a deadly underworld as collateral for a debt she never knew existed. Enzo Russo, a cold and calculating mafia kingpin, offers her a twisted deal: 12 months as his bride, and then her freedom. Determined to survive and seek revenge against those who betrayed her, Cleo plays along with Russo’s dangerous game. But as she navigates this ruthless world, she finds herself drawn into a deeper conflict; one that pits her need for vengeance against the unexpected pull of her own heart. Will Cleo reclaim her life, or will she be swept away by the dangerous allure of the man who holds her fate in his hands?

I've been married to my wife, Stacy Howard, for 12 years now. She doesn't let me sleep with her unless it's on the 5th or 20th of the month. I thought she was just uninterested in physical intimacy. That is, until I accidentally witness her walking together with her first love, Devin Fisher, on the street on Thanksgiving Day. Stacy, who's always cold and aloof to me, is actually smiling softly at Devin. Our daughter, Tammy Gilbert, tags along with them as well. She holds Devin's hand while calling him "daddy" in the sweetest tone ever. Instead of demanding answers from Stacy, I turn around and head home. There, I dig out the divorce agreement that I've already prepared in advance.

"Natasha, run! Run!" were the last words Natasha's mother uttered before the Omegas, under the command of their evil Alpha, took her life.Alpha Damien, having k!lled Natasha's husband when he was still a Beta, now sought to marry Natasha himself.Natasha had spent most of her life on the run, until she unwittingly found herself in the land of vampires. It was there that she met the powerful and mysterious Vampire Lord, and despite her best efforts, she found herself unable to resist her growing feelings for him.Will Natasha be able to find love in this strange and perilous land?Prepare yourself for an emotionally charged journey, filled with fantasy and action, as Amanda and the captivating Vampire Lord embark on a romantic adventure that will test the limits of their hearts and souls.

We were immortals. The Forever Knights. I was a shapeshifter. Collared with a special pendant to be summoned by our alpha. She tried to steal it. But the last thing she expected was for me to turn the tables as soon as we were out of view of my party guests. But she was a thief, a liar, and an imposter. The only thing I wanted to steal from her was what remained of her dignity. And perhaps teach her that I'm not a simple man to steal from. With me there's always a consequence. And she'll pay this one with me between her pretty thighs. We'll see who's the thief then, Little Valkyrie...

She’d escaped me once. She’d not do it again. I am the brother of the Alpha of the Asara Pack. I did everything she asked of me. She was a queen up on her throne. I was her Captain of the Guard. Her secret assassin killing anyone who'd threaten her. I had declared my intent to claim her as my mate. And she had fled. Like the coward she is. Still she went ahead and seduced me, bidding me do whatever vile thing she commanded. Now she claims to rule this kingdom. However, her people are starving and her new fiancé is to blame. But will she hear a word of it? Of course not! Well, I've found a way to make her listen. To no longer allow her to deny what she really is. To rip her from her sanctuary amongst the humans. It's high time she learn a she-wolf’s place in this realm. She needs a real king, and it won't be that sniveling lord with designs on her. It's going to be me. She’ll learn I'm no longer hers to command. She is mine.

I was a famed assassin. She knew my name. Everyone did. Feral. Death's very own hound. But she was the one that'd left our hut in the dead of night. And I wasn't one to forget something like that. I'd gone looking for her when she left things the way she did. She was nowhere to be found then. Yet here she is now. Standing in my tavern. With her cloak in a pile around her ankles and offering me her body in plain view of every rogue in here. Bold move. But she was nothing if not that. She thought I'd give in and said yes to this venture to rescue someone she loved because of some misplaced honor. Not in the least! I said yes because I intend to wreak vengeance on her, for what she did to me. Every chance I get, I'm going to make her miserable. And I'm going to take great pleasure in doing so. Welcome to my world Warrioress. Where the price of vengeance comes much higher than a bit o' coin.