Bandit's Blood Curved Sword

One night of masked deception. One night of feral heat. A lifetime of secrets. ~~*~~*~~ Morgana was a shadow in the house of Silas. A servant tasked with scrubbing the floors and hiding the scandalous secrets of her Mistress, Victoria, the Beta’s daughter. When Victoria’s debauchery threatens her betrothal to the lethal Alpha King Kieran Shadowfang, Morgana is once again forced into a mask and a royal gown to play the part of the perfect bride. She expected a cold meeting. She didn't expect the pull. One touch from Alpha Kieran ignites a fated mate bond that screams through her veins. One forbidden kiss leaves the Alpha obsessed with a woman whose face he hasn't seen. But when the truth is twisted by a master manipulator and a drugged rejection shatters her soul, Morgana is hunted into the woods with her new born. Three years later, she is no longer a servant. She is the queen of the rogues. A survivor, raising a son with the alpha’s eyes and a power that could level the kingdom. When Alpha Kieran, no longer the drugged puppet but a man desperate for the mate he thought he killed, he finds a woman who doesn't want him or his crown, and a son who doesn't know his name. Will Alpha Kieran be able to reclaim his mate, and son, or lose them to his mortal enemy, alpha king of the north?

Heather Kitchen seems to have it all - beauty, success as a model by day, and a deadly assassin by night. She lives a double life, seeking vengeance for her father's death while strutting the catwalks of Mexico City. But when the son of her father's killer becomes her next target, everything changes. As Heather delves deeper into the dangerous world of organized crime, her two lives collide, leaving her with only her own instincts to rely on. But amidst the chaos of her vendetta, an unexpected twist takes place - she find her self-esteem dying. Now torn between her thirst for revenge and her newfound emotions, Heather must decide if her petty feelings can coexist with her deadly lifestyle. When stuck between her feinhs mad lifestyle, will she be able to carry out the ultimate act of vengeance or will her conflicting desires lead to her downfall? In this gripping tale of vengance, Heather's fate hangs in the balance as she battles with her own heart. Can she overcome the blurred lines between her two lives? Or will her double life ultimately be her undoing? The answers lie within the twists and turns of Heather Kitchen's thrilling journey.

For a thousand years, Roman, the Alpha, has waited to destroy the wolf tribe that betrayed him — the same tribe that murdered his mate, stole his future, and condemned him to exile. His revenge requires patience, and above all, the rebirth of the Arion. For his revenge to happen exactly the way he wants he has to wait for his perfect weapon, her. But when his most sought after moment came, fate played a cruel trick instead. On the night of the Blood Moon ritual, fate turns against him. Instead of binding Marcelene to her tribe, the magic ties her to him—heart to heart, soul to soul. Dragged into the shadows, Marcelene swears to hate him. Yet every heartbeat betrays her, pulling her closer to the very Alpha who wants to use her for revenge she knows nothing about. But Marcelene is more than a weapon. She is the reincarnation of his lost mate — the only one who once loved him and who he still loves. Bound by blood and vengeance, high emotions, and destiny itself, they must decide: destroy each other, or defy fate together.

After the rising of humankind, creatures of the night were forced to fallback when they were almost faced with extinction, driving them into hiding. Many years have passed and a new creation emerged from death, roaming the new world with vague memories, trying to remember who she is. But little did she know her DNA was the key to end an ancient war, and a power source humans envied.

She was beautiful beyond measure she was deaf and the world's most powerful necromantress a very dark and depressing story a forsaken hero her mother was an archdruid her father was a high priest thier city Arcadia Prime was destroyed when she was 8 and she became deaf and nearly died in an explosion she met death on the edge of fate and became his Scion in exchange for her life the necromantress.My name is Raven Winterstar my lover Victoria Rose a Vampire Princess this is our Story

Seventeen-year-old Elara Ward has spent her life being forgotten and shuffled between foster homes and small towns that never remembered her once she’s gone. But the dying town of Willowmere is different. The air hums with whispers, the lake no longer reflects the moon, and something ancient is stirring beneath the willows. When Elara follows a strange light into the woods one blood-red night, she crosses the veil and a boundary between the human world and the Lumenwild, a realm of living moonlight and haunted shadows. There, she’s marked by an ancient power known as Moonfire, a symbol burned into her skin that pulses with the rhythm of the twin moons above. Saved by four mysterious men who are named Cael, their golden-eyed Alpha; Kian, the lightning-tongued rogue; Auren, the silent watcher; and Nyx, the shadow who walks between worlds and Elara learns that her arrival has reignited a prophecy buried in legend. The Riftborn, creatures of bone and smoke, are returning, and the mark she bears is both a weapon and a curse. In the heart of the Lumenwild’s glowing forest lies the Sanctum, a stronghold where wolves walk in light and the Moon’s will is law. There, Elara begins to uncover the truth, her crossing was no accident. The veil didn’t just let her in but it had called her home. As the moons draw closer and the bond between Elara and the wolves deepens, she must choose whether to embrace the power that could heal a broken world… or unleash the one that could end it. Because the Moon is awake again and she remembers her chosen.

Maeve Edgar's life plan was simple: survive until Selection Day, then disappear forever. As the pack's favorite scapegoat, she's spent years perfecting the art of being invisible. But when she gets kidnapped and dumped in front of the most dangerous prince in the kingdom, invisible stops being an option. Prince Riven is everything the rumors say - cold, lethal, and absolutely not interested in playing nice. So why does he choose her for some mysterious academy that nobody's ever heard of? And why does being near him feel like remembering something she never knew she'd forgotten? Turns out the Blood Moon Academy is where pack heirs compete in brutal trials to earn a place in the Royal Court. Now she's stuck fighting alongside the same spoiled brats who used to torment her, trying to prove she belongs somewhere she was never supposed to be. The connection between them grows stronger with every moment they're in the same room. It's the kind of bond wolves used to have before the Great War - the kind everyone says is just a myth now. But people are asking questions about her family, her past, her dreams of faces she's never seen. The wrong kind of people. And some of them seem very interested in making sure she doesn't get the answers she's looking for. The Academy was supposed to be about earning her place in the world. Turns out it might be about remembering who she used to be.

The moisture condensed from the atmosphere that falls visibly in separate drops came unexpectedly. People had no idea that raindrops carry an infected agent, which consists of a nucleic acid molecule in a protein coat and multiplies only within the living of a host. It's like a piece of code that can copy itself and has a negative effect, such as corrupting the system and destroying the mind's rational data. A virus that was so small and infectious that once infected, a person's body became a reservoir of virus particles, causing the infected person to become carnivorous. Every second is crucial. Who will save humanity from the undead army? Will you save the world even if around you is on the verge of death?

Although I've bought my mom the golden bracelet that she's always wanted, she still looks glum. "Honestly speaking, you really know how to take advantage of others. Previously, Henry treated us to some pancakes, but you still haven't wired him your share of the money." While I have yet to register the meaning of Mom's words, my cheeks have already flared brightly out of embarrassment. Mom continues, "Even though you've taken good care of our family, you're not as caring as Henry at all. In fact, you're no different than that of a caretaker." I feel as though someone has dumped a bucket of ice-cold water on me. My mind keeps buzzing loudly the whole time. Mom just rolls her eyes at me before picking out a gold necklace so that she can put it on Henry's neck. "Give this necklace to Henry. Think of it as your way of making it up to him." At that moment, my love for my mother finally dissipates. Hence, I give the gold bracelet to my wife, Evelyn Gilbert. Then, I call the movers to move the new furniture into my home before having my mother's targeted medication discontinued.

Ragna was born into a kingdom where women are either breeders… or entertainment. She chose blood. Declared infertile and thrown into the Arena system, Ragna enters a brutal world where female fighters— called Bloods— are forced to tear each other apart beneath roaring crowds and the eyes of men who believe themselves gods. It is a world ruled by violence, humiliation, and obedience. A world where women kneel. But Ragna never learned how. What begins as survival quickly becomes something far more dangerous after she publicly refuses to bow before the king and defeats the Arena Master, a male, in front of the entire kingdom— an act so impossible it fractures the foundations of their society. Now the kingdom calls her many things: Monster. Blasphemy. Cheated victor. And then there’s the prince. Beautiful. Dangerous. And far too interested in her. Using him was supposed to be simple. Seduce him. Get close to the throne. And destroy the kingdom from within. But the closer Ragna gets to power, the more dangerous the game becomes. Because power comes at a cost. And in a kingdom built on male supremacy, one defiant woman may either become the spark that frees them all… …or the bloodiest lesson the Arena has ever swallowed. Because in this kingdom: Love is weakness. Mercy is dangerous. And all is fair in love and blood.