Birth Is A Curse And Existence Is A Prison

Carmilla Westwood never imagined her life would be sold with a signature. Forced into a marriage with Evans Reeds—the darkly seductive and merciless heir to the most feared werewolf pack, she is thrown into a savage world where power reigns and weakness is hunted. To the pack, she’s an outsider. Unworthy. Breakable. But Carmilla isn’t as fragile as she looks. As she battles the brutal hierarchy and Evans’ infuriating dominance, a twisted attraction begins to burn between them—wild, wicked, and dangerously consuming. Then she uncovers a chilling truth, the powerful family she now calls hers might be the ones who destroyed her past. She was forced to be his Luna... but she might just become his downfall.

In the unforgiving hands of her pack, who see her as nothing but trash, Selena's life takes a dark turn as she's falsely accused of attempting to kill the alpha's heir. Condemned by pack law, she faces the dreaded Alpha Hunter for execution, only to discover he is her fated mate. She is spared, but the truth of Alpha Hunter's pretentious love strikes, leaving her heartbroken. What does fate have in store for Selena as she chooses to venture into the dangerous world of werewolves with nothing but her unborn babies? Will the world consume her with more lies and deceit, or perhaps offer a second chance at love? Alpha Hunter won't stop at anything to find her. He desperately wants her back but will he be able to win Selena's heart again?

Outside the wrecked world of the Alphas, one could see the Neverseen, the light that spread about, form by the civilized world that far prime of the Alphas. The Neverseen have long been awake and far knowledgeable than the Alphas. They height above one can ever imagine. So tall that even the Alphas and its subject could comparable to nothing, not even dots. There, one could see the march of Neverseen, or what could be called as giant in the Alphas World. Amidst the march, there's this tiny planet that surround with smoke that distorted about in the outskirt of the way, and comparable only as the dots in the Neverseen's eyes. So nothing that even they were the threat if discover, they able to overcome the changes. Strangely, this dots of a planet connected, by the use of the white strand, to the tiny being that almost seem a dust that vibrated about. This tiny being as a whole that scattered around could fit at the hands of the giant, and can even form a city there and new system. Only if they were awake that they will realize everything. In this time and age, their eyes have never been once open since the beginning of time. They as if sleep for all eternity, or was curse to never awakened! But they have the blood of the Alphas, and even the curse that stop them to realize the Origin, they will to awake in no time!

“Lucien has exhausted my patience,” I said. The wolves flinched backward and a tremor ran through the silverfang forces. “You have ten seconds.” I took a breath. “Nine” *** Betrayed on the very night of her wedding, framed for the murder of the Alpha King, and executed alongside a stranger she barely knew, Princess Mia Esbond expected the story to end in blood. Instead, she woke up at the banquet the night before it all happened. This time, she’s not here to survive, she’s here to burn everything down. Allies will turn into enemies. Enemies will become weapons. And in the heart of it all stands Orion Vale, the infuriating, dangerous heir who might just be the only one she can trust… if she doesn’t kill him first. *** “You wanna know what I've become,” I asked, driving my blade through his neck. “Alpha-Killer should be appropriate.”

Vaelora has always felt like something in her life doesn’t add up. The nightmares are getting worse—fire consuming everything she knows, shadows moving in the smoke, a voice calling her name from the flames. She tells herself it’s nothing. Just dreams. Until the night she meets the twin Alphas. Powerful. Controlled. Dangerous in ways that make her pulse flutter . The moment they meet, something shifts. The air thickens. The bond between them snaps tight like it’s been waiting. And whatever has been sleeping inside her begins to stir. The twins rule their pack with strength and precision, but even they weren’t prepared for her. For the way she unsettles them. For the heat that sparks when she’s near. Because Vaelora isn’t just another mate. She’s the center of something bigger. Older. Darker. As tensions rise and secrets surface, the line between fate and curse begins to blur. The fire in her dreams is no longer just a memory—it’s a warning. And when it finally ignites… No one will walk away unburned.

Margaret Faolan was fifteen years old when she was banished from the royal pack. Over the course of a few days, her entire world went from that of prim and proper prestige to life as the banished princess. Maise - just Maise - was twenty-three when she decided it was time to right that wrong and seek retribution. A new heir had been named, and she wasn’t the only one who was concerned her replacement was a bad choice. It caught the attention of the Lycans, a race that most thought had gone extinct. Isaac Ambrose hasn’t been a Lycan for long, and isn’t quite happy with his fate. The opportunity to explore what has really been going on with the Royal Pack is welcome, but a little runt rogue keeps worming her way into places she doesn’t need to be, including his heart. Lycans are blessed to never find a mate, and runts share that curse. Of course, fate would draw a newly turned Lycan and a banished runt princess together. Because fate doesn’t follow any rules.

Halloween can be a scream, the trick or treaters ultimate dream, on a dark, dreary night. When the dead start rising, therefore surprising, making them take flight. Goblins and ghouls are no fools, your demise they will incite. Before darkness turns to light and rid this terrible fright, read the writings on the rune, about the Curse Of The Hallow Moon.

"No! Please" "Please, don't touch me down there, Jian Ying" I said to him with a rather high tone. He looked me straight in the eye with his hand still on my thigh and replied. "I like it there!" "You...you can't do that" I wriggled out of his hold and that got him angry. "You are my wife and every single part of your body is mine! Including...down there! So keep that mouth shut! Spread your legs wide for me and lie there!" He shouted at me with a serious expression. I had never seen anyone who was more shameless than him. "I'm not your wife yet Jian Ying and besides, I'm still young" I was perspiring all over. He smirked at me and said with his dominant voice. "Oh, yes you are!" "You are at the ripe age for it and besides, in a few days time, our marriage will commence. So, why wait?!" And before I knew it... "Ahhh....!" ____ Follow Chen Lijuan and Jian Ying to Love's web! A wet dream mate who becomes the lost betrothed wife! ***** Happy Reading Everyone! Please, stay safe. #For me and for all. Love from Author Elaami.

Our eyes met and I know he is the one, Fleur taught as he gazed at Zeeb's eyes, it's as if time has stopped and she is under his spell. She knows what it means for her, an Immortal will fall in love and nothing can stop her. However, she can't be with him, when she is already betrothed to Ezra a descendant of the most powerful Immortal that ever walked on earth. Zeeb on the other hand knew that the first time Fleur walked inside the halls of Willow Creek High that she is the one. He was gravitationally pulled to her and the glowing heat his elders told him about suddenly filled him. He has imprinted on her. Can their love survive the secrets that they keep and the war brewing between two powerful clans of immortals and lycans? Or will their love end in tragedy like the powerful saying "Ubi amor, ibi dolor" - "Where there's love, there's pain?

"I gave him a crown. He gave me a prison cell." Isabella was the ghostwriter of the Rossi dynasty. She was the brain, the backbone, and the secret weapon. She sacrificed her name, her pride, and her light to make Antonio Rossi a God among men. Her reward? A public arrest. A framed conviction. And a daughter who was brainwashed into calling her a monster. While Isabella rotted in a maximum-security cell, Antonio was busy planning the 'Wedding of the Century' with the woman who helped him destroy her. They took her freedom, her child, and her dignity. But they made one fatal mistake: They let her live. Five years come and pass in a blur nobody expects.Isabella isn't the soft, sacrificial wife anymore. She is a woman with a heart of ice and a bank account that rivals the devil’s. Antonio thinks he’s at the peak of his power. He doesn't realize that the woman he discarded is back and she’s not looking for an apology. She’s looking for blood.