Behind The Masquerade

SUMMARY: Haunted by her aunt’s final words, Lyra disguises herself as a maid in Veyron's territory—the ruthless pack leader responsible for the destruction of her village. Survival is her only goal… until Veyron claims her as his fated mate. To Lyra, he is nothing but a monster wrapped in power and bloodshed. Loving him is unthinkable. Escaping him feels impossible. As an ancient prophecy begins to close in around her, Lyra discovers that her fate is far more dangerous than she ever imagined—and that the bond tying her to Veyron may be the key to either her awakening or her ruin. Tormented by his past and an approaching darkness, Veyron never expected his fated mate to be living in his home—or to reject him. When he loses control, he proves her right to fear him. Even with the fate of the world at stake, he can’t risk letting her out of his sight… and despite everything, he still wants her. TRIGGER WARNING: Morally gray werewolves, forced intimacy, and romance that lives firmly in the “this is probably a red flag” zone. Consent may be compromised. Proceed with caution—and maybe a glass of wine. CHAPTER PREVIEW: Lyra swallowed hard, her throat dry, but the words escaped her lips before she could stop them. “I’m a reject,” she whispered, her voice cracking. “The man who was supposed to be my mate chose my sister instead.” His palms slammed the wall beside her head as his roar blew the hair out of her face. Lyra flinched, recoiling. His growl deepened, reverberating through the small space. “Whoever rejected you is irrelevant,” he snarled, his voice dripping with finality. “You. Belong. To me.”

When an unexpected attack headed by Seraphine Wildfrost's best friend resulted to her mate's death and the destruction of Silvercrest Pack, Seraphine was left utterly devastated. Overwhelmed by the betrayal, hatred, grief and loss of her other half, she was driven to her own demise. But when she awoke, it wasn't the afterlife she saw. The Moon Goddess offered her a chance to alter the future events, to prevent the destruction caused by Maximus' dangerous obsession with her. The only rule she must remember is to never let anyone know she's from the future, or things might get worse if the knowledge fell into the wrong hands. Seraphine set out to devise a plan, recalling the root of the future destruction and trying her best to alter it. It seemed easy at first. Yet, just like what happened most of the time, things didn't go as planned. How will Seraphine cope with the consequences of her decisions? How will she face the man who betrayed her from the future? And how could she have forgotten how utterly annoying her mate and future husband was when they first met, just because he was the perfect husband to her in her future? Seraphine soon realizes that a thorough plan didn't guarantee a smooth sailing.

Hunters and Werewolves work together and have done so for over a hundred years. Rudina is about to bond with ninety percent muscle and a thousand percent hot Hunter. As her bonded he will not only protect her but, be her mate all her life. When a Lowell, an unauthorized Werewolf ruins the ritual. Not only does she loose her boyfriend but is now bonded to Canagan Artair. An arrogant nobody who rejected her in front of everyone!

He married her to bury a crime. She married him to burn it all down. Trained to seduce and destroy, she enters the marriage as a weapon. But in their snowbound mountain estate, secrets ignite-and lust turns dangerous. As passion blurs the lines between love and betrayal, they'll both learn the deadliest lies are the ones they tell themselves.

After the four elemental stones have been stolen, the magical kingdoms of Castamere and Everus find their kingdoms slowly dying due to the Great Plague. To restore order and balance, the stones must be found and returned to the Dragon's keep. Aeryn is the lost queen of Everus and heir to the Dragon Flame elemental stone. After the great war that leaves both kingdom in shambles, a dangerous sacrifice is preformed and she absorbs the power of the Dragon flame stone to keep it from getting into the wrong hands. The young queen is taken away from her kingdom few days after for her protection. She grows up as a commoner in her rival kingdom till she is kidnapped by a fanatic who sees the power in her fiery eyes. He enrols her into the Queenstrial as one of the thirteen maidens vying for the Crown Prince of Castamere, Lucien's hand in marriage. Her task is simple, spy on the Crown Prince and retrieve the elemental ice stone or risk the kingdom of Castamere and Everus destroyed by the great plague. Falling in love with the Crown Prince was not in the equation especially when he is also hiding a very dangerous dark secret.

Prologue The arrogant prince Who is the arrogant prince ? Well that is no other person than Prince Asim Berlin , crowned prince of Alexandria City . 24 years of age 6 ft tall broad and huge , green hazel eyes, heart-shaped lip which is full and Pink , carly dark brown hair , intelligent and super smart, in essence a Greek god the only son to King Charon and queen Stella. Asim is every girl's wish even though he has an arrogant behavior he can't seem to chase them away he sees all women except his mother and fiance as sex toys and a typical play boy and a sex freak he always want everything to go his way no one can refuse his will, well except one crazy girl . Who is she? The pauper, Naunet Domero Naunet Domero , 21 years old, 4 ft tall ,slim and slender ,but with a domineering cleavage, full red lips, diamond blue eyes, long strawberry blonde hair ,a goddess to be precise and so beautiful. Many times it lead her to trouble ,at 18 she had up to 100 suitors but she rejected all of them this made her parents sad but they couldn't tell her because they were always in support of her decisions all she did was work, and sometimes cause trouble more like people always troubled her , especially jealous girls .

All Sahara wants is a peaceful life away from the slums of Outcast, Ireland. Her miserable life will now end... but on her way to escape her hard life, she sees a young lad being thrown into the dark alleys. The rightest ting to do is run away, but she found herself moving closer to the almost-dead body and engaged herself in a roller-coaster ride of life surprises, death, and syndicates. Will she take care of a man with nothing but a diary or will she save herself from trouble? Find out in this nerve-thrilling, romantic, and inspiring story of Sahara and Aztec in The Diary of the Lost.

This story mostly follows Cassie. An American twenty-two year old who was orphaned at age of seven years old, and got adopted by the nanny who took care of her. Cassie also had terrible nightmares over what she had seen and heard the night when she turned seven. Damian is the mafia boss, whom Cassie will have to work, live and be with. Damian has a nephew, but only people who don't work for or with him, think the kid is his son. Damian learned to not be too attached to someone very early in life, because the pain is stronger when you realize that they are no longer with you. They hate each other, they are always fighting. But, somehow Damian starts to like her, and so does Cassie. But something horrible has to happen for both of them to realize that they have feelings for each other. What would happen for them to realize that?

Two souls, forged in suffering, would collide in a dance of darkness and desire, testing the limits of love and redemption. Their paths meet when Asher's sister becomes the target of a predator, and Kaidën sees an opportunity for justice. As they navigate their dark worlds, they must confront the demons that haunt them. Will Asher's desire for protection and Kaidën's quest for vengeance spark a twisted romance, or will their shattered reflections destroy them? *** “You killed my mother.” Asher's voice trembled with fury. Kaidën's smile was cold, almost mirthful. “Who gave your sister to her husband who sold her to pay off his debts.” “I watched you murder her in cold blood!” Asher’s fists clenched around the gun he held pointed at the killer, memories of that night flooding back. Kaidën leaned closer, a sinister smile creeping onto his face. "I remember begging you to look away. But you didn’t. Did you enjoy it, Asher? Watching the woman who shattered your world writhe in agony? Or would you prefer to keep that little secret buried deep? Ah, but don’t answer that. Come, help me gather the pieces of your father's remains. It’s time to tidy up this little mess." Asher’s eyes widened in horror, realization crashing over him like a wave. All this time, he had been unaware that he was not only a witness to his father’s murder, but had watched it unfold until the very end, just like he had done that night when he watched his mother’s murder. Nodding, he picked up the severed hand of his father—the same hand that had beaten and broken him until his skin grew numb to pain. ‘Oh, sweet Emily, if only you could see our father now. How the mighty have fallen.’

The last time I mentioned my engagement to Walter Reagle, everyone in the room went quiet at first. However, after seeing Walter's annoyed look, they all started laughing. "Who still believes in old-fashioned childhood betrothals these days?" "Is Ms. Lawson feeling insecure?" I ignored their teasing. I just looked at Walter, who was lounging on the couch with his shirt collar open, showing off the lovebites on his neck and collarbone. My heart felt like it was being stabbed. The pain came slowly. "We were too young to agree to something so silly," he said. Walter looked up with a faint, mocking smile. He gave me a lazy look. "We're grown up now, Emma. "Let's just forget about the past."