Athena God Of What

22-year-old Anastasia Sanchez is a diehard fan of the e-book, Bonded: a werewolf love story with millions of fans around the world. When the final pages of Bonded cruelly tear the main leads apart, she is livid! She confronts the author and demands her to write the sequel with the two main leads getting back together. Instead of agreeing with her, the author gives her the task that’ll change her life forever: to write the sequel herself! But there’s a catch! Instead of writing the sequel with a laptop and Wi-Fi, Anastasia is magically transported inside the virtual world of Bonded and becomes one of its characters! Her problem doesn’t end there, her desire to give the two main leads a happy ending is cut short when she finds herself falling in love with Bonded’s male lead, Alpha Hugh Montemayor. Caught between loyalty to her beloved characters and the undeniable allure of Hugh’s embrace, will Anastasia sacrifice her own desires for the sake of the story, or will she rewrite the script of her own heart?

To the humans, she's the woman of God. A forbidden fruit that cannot be touched by anyone. To the werewolves, she's someone's Mate. A woman who was destined to be someone's lover alone. ~~~ Jenna Harrison left her mate and become a human because she wasn't okay with her mate being best friends with his ex-lover. She said it's complicated. However, what happens when she is thrown back into the world of werewolves? This time she's a human and a newly anointed nun. Who is it going to be, Mate or God?

❝I think he is attracted to her. Look at this beauty. Which man wouldn't want to keep her for himself? After all, ruling alone for such a long time he must be in search of a queen.❞He's said to be the first creation of the moon goddess.The lone wolf, Arles.The king of all wolves. An immortal. A god. They say he ruled ruthlessly. He had the power to change the inescapable destiny of man itself. She was a mortal.A troublemaker.She didn't know what she was getting into when she crossed him.

"We all consume each other in our way. I merely take a more literal route. You... Alpha." His lip curled. "You would swallow me whole as a part of your pack, and take me as your slave. It is an act of violence, of control. But I..." He stepped closer, and the Alpha tensed, skittering back. "To consume something, to take it into yourself, is an act of love." • ───────────────── • He is a lycanthrope of the first kin. Blood of the fallen gods flows in his veins. Darkness is his refuge, carnage is his mark. And his appetite is that of wolves. In a world where power is wealth, Alphas and Kings war against each other to claim him as their own: to wield his violent nature and bind him to their thrones as a beast of massacre until his last breath. Orphaned by a war in the past, Avian grew as a street urchin first, then apprentice to a high priest within the kingdom walls. With a mind forged from years of survival and an uncanny, rare ability, her small world had managed to remain in one piece through the years. But that is disrupted when a rogue kingdom begins to encroach with the sole desire of conquering all kingdoms beneath the Vellene empire. And at the center of that kingdom lies a Lycanthrope feared by all.

The sands and stories of Egypt always enthralled Isaac. Unable to travel and explore the job at a museum was the best he could hope for. Yet the land of the Gods are soon to become far more real when an ancient relic is broken, releasing a vengeful deity. Furious at the past that spurned him he craves destruction, even if it means his own. But is everything all it seems? There is always a deeper reason and their fates may be linked far more closely than he believes.

Famous Actor na ang gusto lang ay muling maibalik ang pagmamahalan nila ng ex girlfriend niyang ikakasal na sa iba. Sinasabi niyang naka move on na siya kahit ang totoo hindi pa. Paano nga ba siya makaka move on kung yung mismong ex girlfriend niya ang manager niya. Handa niya bang isantabi ang nararamdaman at maging propesyonal o di kaya ay ituloy ang nararamdaman sa dating kasintahan at muli itong ligawan.

Race International Corporation is now facing an issue as to why the company’s ratings and sales have dropped. To organize this Rena Claudia Race, the female heiress, had to marry the sole heir of the Fe Veragon Franchise. At first, she thought everything was going to be easy. That by agreeing to marry that man everything would be all right. But what she didn’t know, as Weidal entered her life many more problems lay ahead. And the worst part? She'll fell in love with him. At the time of their wedding, would she say I do or runaway? "I thought you loved me so I became complacent. But was I wrong the moment I believed you felt the same?"

"You promised me your virginity and your body. I was foolish to pass on the first, but like a debt collector, I am here to take the latter which belongs to me. Your body is mine, Rosianna." . . A loved one who became a stranger and a heart filled with secrets... . . “Oh, Rosy,” Santos whispered, his voice sending shivers down her heated body. “Do you remember?” “What?” she asked, even though she feared that she already knew what he was asking. He leaned closer to her ear. “That night six years ago? Right here, in this house, in this room...you begged me to take your body” Her eyes closed at the pain of the memory. “Let me go, Santos. I don’t want you anymore.” she lied. Pressing his body against hers, his hand slid underneath the towel and caressed her there. She leaned into him and throatily. He nibbled at her ear, and whispered, “That’s not what your body is saying, darling.”

Alexi Marie A. Cervantez is falling in love with her driver. The driver named Enrico P. Acosta secretly admired her since first day. There love is not easy because they hide it to the parents of the girl. Are they gonna fight their relationship or not?

I am Seranda Williams the uwanted, born from a lineage of slaves, embedded with the mark of Zeranda cursed god of the souls of the dead. A plague waiting to be eradicated. a plague waiting to be destroyed, a celebration at my death, festivity at the sight of my blood. I stare from the open bars of my home, a crumbling place known to others as a dungeon, but I have called this place home for the last 18 years, today is that day, the long-awaited day of my death. I feel nothing, I have been groomed as a sacrificial lamb. am neither the first nor will I be the last, it will soon be time. Nothing is there to be felt, I was neither provided information on why I must die, nothing could break me. No, they can't…can they? Neglected separated front all. Groomed as a sacrificial lamb, what was there to hope for? I am not the first nor will I be the last, it will soon be time. I have lived off scraps of food for the longest time, not like I saw meaning to why I was fed. I was going to be killed either way. I got myself ready, but there wasn't much to be done, I washed my hair with the little water left from the previous day, I have been isolated from humans since my birth. I did not get the chance to be a child like every other kid out there. I was barely given enough to last me for 18 years. The door abruptly opens and hefty men rush in with chains and shackles. “Tie the slave”