Blood C Death

Silver has lived her life in the dark. No family. No past. Just hunger and shadows. When she crosses paths with Travis, a wandering vampire who sees the raw, broken girl behind her fangs, she tastes love for the first time—and it’s intoxicating. Together, they roam the world, chasing survival, chasing belonging, chasing a place where monsters like them can breathe without fear. But hunters never rest. And love makes her vulnerable. When the shadows close in, Silver must choose between running again or fighting for the only person who ever mattered. The cost will be blood. The price will be heartbreak. Because in her world, love isn’t a salvation—it’s a death sentence.

Dr. Emma Rockford, recently widowed, isn't interested in finding another after the love of her life and high-school sweetheart died of an unfortunate heart attack. She accepts a job with the United States military to study the anomalies of a certain blood type that's very rare called Golden Blood. Emma gets entangled in a deep secretive government program that wants what she can give them and must rely on her very survival before concerning herself with a potential soulmate. She uncovers the very reason why thousands of people go missing. Not only in the United States but throughout the entire world. She's determined to stop the corruption with the help of her odd allies and perhaps fill the void in her heart along the way.

I lost my dear son, Henry, to a traffic accident. He had been on his way to one of his part-time jobs. Despite working a lot, my son was still a top scorer on the SATs. “Mom, I don’t want treatment,” he begged with his last breath. “I just want Dad.” In my despair, I called Matthew Foster, my husband, more than one hundred times, but he never answered. We had been married for eighteen years, but one day, he spent all of our savings in order to pay for the treatment of his deceased comrade’s son. That got us into a debt worth one million dollars. To help him pay for it, both Henry I and worked hard to earn money. My son went as far as working five part-time jobs a day! That accident cracked his head open and tore his stomach. He was in urgent need of money for treatment. Since Matthew was not responding, I had to leave Henry’s side to rush to his workplace, where I ended up hearing that he was throwing a party for someone else’s son because he had gotten into a prestigious school. “Mr. Foster gave Zack a seaside mansion, a luxury car, and a limitless black card in hopes that he will succeed in his future studies and have a smooth and healthy life.” As I watched my “poor” husband hug his comrade’s widow and son, I called him for the 101st time. “Henry wants to see you one last time.” “I’m busy right now, Wendy. Be good with Henry and wait a little while longer.” When Matthew hung up impatiently, I put down my phone in silence. I whispered, “Matthew, Henry can no longer wait for you.” At that moment, I decided that I was not going to wait for him anymore either.

Shade and Silas Kane, twin Alpha leaders of the esteemed Kane pack, have long awaited the discovery of their fated mates. However, their world is thrown into chaos by a devastating virus affecting humans and the rise of vampires aiming to enslave humanity.

:Lena Weber had it all — a dream marriage, a growing family dynasty, a life among the city’s upper crust. But one overheard conversation destroys her world. Her husband, David Blackwood, is not only unfaithful — he’s plotting her murder. To make matters worse, she’s not just any woman — she’s the last scion of a bloodline designed to keep the likes of him at bay. Now, with the child who could end a millennia-old war growing inside her, Lena must embrace the monster within her, unravel the lies of her past, and forge new alliances. For the man she once loved is coming for her—and he won’t stop until she’s dead.

Ayla lost her family, her pack, and her freedom at a young age, all taken away in the opening hours of a war that has been raging for nearly four years. Now, as the war is coming to an end and life is returning back to normal, she finds herself in the cruel embrace of fate. Living with the Alpha Lord and his family, treated worse than a servant, Ayla must use all of her strength to survive in a Pack that doesn't accept her as one of their own. With a sister who hates her, a brother who was granted the most coveted gift any werewolf could ask for from the Goddess, and a grandfather who is half mad, Ayla's future is going to be anything other than simple. To further complicate things, young Warriors from a neighboring Kingdom arrive, several of which quickly feel a bond towards her. And looming above them all is the powerful Night King, who seems to have taken a keen interest on both Ayla and her Pack. Join the slow burn of Ayla's story as the adventure of a lifetime unfolds before her.

In my previous life, my husband had suddenly died of a brain hemorrhage, leaving behind a massive mountain of debt. For the sake of my son, who was still in high school, I sold the house my parents had left me, gritted my teeth, and worked three jobs to pay off the debt. Overworked and exhausted, my health deteriorated, and I eventually collapsed in the hospital. From my bed, I could hear my son, now a graduate from a prestigious university, smiling as he spoke on the phone. "Hello? Dad, it's me. Yeah, she's about to die. I bought insurance for her, so we should get close to one million. You and Aunt Rena should come back home right away." The "Aunt Rena" he spoke of was none other than my husband's childhood friend and neighbor who had known him for years. It turned out that the debts were all part of a massive money-laundering scheme between my husband and his childhood sweetheart. They had fabricated false accounts to hide their crime, and he had faked his death to escape the law. My son, eager to become the heir to wealth, had stood by and watched me work myself to death. When I next opened my eyes, I was back in the moment of my husband's feigned brain hemorrhage, the day it had all begun.

Three days after the healer told me I was terminally ill, Keith Bradford—the alpha's heir—finally completed his training and returned to the pack. Rumor had it, he was back for his future mate. The alpha had chosen a perfect match for him—a well-bred, talented girl, two years younger than Keith. Sweet, gentle, never even had a boyfriend. The complete opposite of me, with exes as countless as the stars. It was not until a week after Keith returned that I finally saw him, outside the treatment room. He had not changed much—sharp features, high nose bridge, deep, defined eyes. Just as impossibly handsome as he was the first time we kissed. Almost as if sensing my gaze, Keith looked up, sharp and alert. Our eyes met—and for a second, it felt like the air froze. Everyone thought I would recklessly ruin Keith’s engagement, just like the wild girl I used to be. But what they didn’t realize was… my time was running out. I stepped forward, calm and composed, a faint smile on my lips. "It's been a while… my dear brother." I could not help but whisper in my heart, "These few days will be our final farewell, Keith."

Princess Blanche Elizabeth is a Princess in a big palace, she wanted to leave the palace, but the king and queen stopped her, One day, secretly outside palace, she met a travelling hunter. Ever since they met, they always met and talked in secret so that the king and queen would not know. And one day she was shocked when her father and mother found out that she was coming out of the palace and meeting a hunter. They are furious. Thus she was guarded by the soldiers in the palace and said that when she went out, they would kill her belived 'Chase holter' so the two decided to flee and leave the palace. But they did not expect the tragedy to happen that would cause Princess Blanche Elizabeth to lose her memory. "No matter what happens, I will be there to rescue... and protect you" -Chase

On the day I was kidnapped, my husband was looking after his sick sweetheart. I called him, asking him for help. Yet, he merely replied coldly, "Danica, you are a bad liar." After that, he heartlessly hung up the phone call on me, causing me to get brutally murdered by the kidnappers. I failed to show up as scheduled on the day we agreed to finalize our divorce. He called me in exasperation, only for the phone call to be answered by the police. "Mr. Ferguson, are you a family member of the deceased Danica Reed?"