Novel & Cerita Broken Souls

She lost her parents and two year later she was forced to run away with her cousin. She returned and was sold into marriage the day she returns. She made sure her uncle wouldn't be living off her. The papers were sign and she went off to live her new life yet what she expected from this new life was not what she received. Pain and suffering, humiliation and heartbreak, from her husband. Will she be able truly find happiness? But it seems she had forgotten about the man who gave her a ride back home the day her contract marriage began. A new home and all but that was shattered by the one person she thought should love her... ©Hopesophine

Because my jealousy endangered his childhood sweetheart, my Alpha mate, Victor, took our son's advice. He sent me to the pack witch to have my memories erased.​ A long winter later, he woke me with the antidote.​ In the eyes of the pack, I became the perfect Luna.​ I organized the pack's winter stores flawlessly. I cataloged every last berry and pound of meat without breaking a sweat. I could even smile while delivering a blanket to Clara, Victor's precious sweetheart.​ But my Alpha and my pup, Rio, knew. I had changed.​ I no longer remembered how to soothe him on full moon nights, combing through his fur as he writhed in pain.​ When Rio fell in the snow and wailed, I calmly called for his nanny.​ Even when Victor returned late from a hunt, I offered only a cool nod. I never once reached for him through our mind-link.​ At first, he thought it was revenge. He didn't care.​ Until the night of the blizzard, when he and Rio followed me to the abandoned church. Through the thin wood of the confessional, they heard my whisper.​ "Moon Goddess, what do I do when the memories are back but the love isn't?"​ "The witch gave me back what happened, but when I look at my Alpha and my pup... they're strangers to me."​ "I feel so tense and awkward just being in the same room. What am I supposed to do?" Outside, the man and the boy just froze. They finally understood. Some things, once broken, can never be fixed.​

She was being chased, scared... trembling as she ran unknowingly into a strange man.. She has always been hated and treated unfairly by everyone.. She was something that disgust everyone, until she realized it could be the end of her.... He is dominant and he is greatly feared. Just his presence could make you pee on your pants, and a cold glance flickered at you, puts you down to your knee praying for the ground to open up. Daisie couldn't be sure of considering herself lucky or not for being saved by the man with the most intimidating presence she has ever felt. And it turned out he was her mate. Grey is the Alpha of Moonpeak pack. He is known as a killer of rogues and according to his past, killing is now like a profession to him. He needed his mate to free him from the burden in his life. Daisie found out there was more mystery to this than the ones perceived. Now that Grey has found Daisie do you think they would be happy? What if threats arises and come between them? Note: In this story, we have a special werewolf rank called 'Sigma'. The Sigma are the physically weak and about 10% of the population.

My marriage certificate with Shane Galingston was lost again. By the time we went to replace it for the ninth time, his childhood sweetheart deliberately raised her voice as she said, "Lily has been divorced eight times and has had nine abortions. She also has AIDS and syphilis… practically every vice in the book. Did you know all that?" With a loud crash, a newlywed couple sitting nearby was so startled that they fell to the floor, groaning in pain. In an instant, contemptuous and disgusted gazes poured in from all directions, pinning me in place. The icy slime of rotting refuse dripped down my face, chilling not just my skin but my heart as well. This time, I didn't hold back. I turned and walked straight toward the complaint counter. But Shane, who had stayed silent all along, suddenly grabbed my arm. He wiped the filth from my face and coaxed me in a low, gentle voice. "Don't be angry. She's just childish—she likes to fool around. She didn't mean to smear your name. "Besides, she's not targeting you. She's just throwing a tantrum at me. How could I not know what kind of person you are?" As he spoke, he shot his childhood sweetheart a helpless yet indulgent glance. "Go ahead and help us reissue—" I pushed his hand away without expression and cut him off. "No need. Let's get a divorce."

Two years ago, Ava Anetha vanished without a word—on the very night she was fated to become Luna. Most believed she was dead. She was betrayed and left to rot while her sister claimed everything that was hers. But fate rewound the clock, giving her a second chance. Ava returned with a vengeance and a dark secret. She was the true heir of the crimson Moon pack, a bloodline tied to ancient magic. Her list is long and every name will bleed. what she didn't plan on was him, Malcolm Hartwell, Alpha of the powerful Nightfang Pack....and the father of her ex mate. His powerful, dominant and dangerously obsessed with her scent. He's everything she should hate, older, cold, untouchable. But he sees through her. The huger for revenge, the rage, and funny enough, he wants it all. He wants her. Now Evelyn must walk the razor's edge between vengeance and something deeper than love, because when the devil himself offers you his hand, the question isn't if you'll take it, it's how long you will last before you beg him to stop.

Krista thought marrying Jacob Hollows, the Alpha of the Red Moon Pack, would fulfill her dreams of love. But her marriage was a bitter pretense, filled with loneliness and rejection as Jacob’s heart remained bound to his first love, Laurel, who vanished on a scouting mission years ago. Despite being a perfect Luna and giving everything for the pack, Krista's sacrifices went unnoticed, her heart breaking a little more each day. When Laurel, who everyone thought was dead, returns unexpectedly, Jacob takes the chance to finally be with the woman he thought he always wanted. He cruelly breaks his mate bond with Krista, throwing her aside without a second thought. Devastated and betrayed, Krista flees, taking with her the secret she swore she’d protect at all costs - she is pregnant with Jacob's heir. By the time Jacob realises Krista is his true mate, she is long gone. He spends the next two years looking for her, but when he finally finds her, Krista is no longer the submissive, heartbroken Luna Jacob once knew. She’s stronger, wiser, and fiercely protective of the son she raised alone. The son Jacob never knew existed. Krista was his true mate all along, the one he should have cherished, and Jacob is determined to win her back. But is Krista willing to take him back? Has she moved on after so many years apart? And what is Laurel planning in the shadows while Jacobs chases his true Luna?

After my pack fell, my father and I joined the Black Moon Pack. Alpha Victor admired my gift for runes and promised to make me his Luna. I was so full of hope, I didn’t even mind that he was using my gift to shield his entire pack. But he kept delaying our marking ceremony, leaving me to endure the pack’s scorn for my fallen bloodline. On the eve of my father’s death, he even temporarily marked Seraphina, the daughter of another Alpha. He claimed it was to secure an alliance. I cried myself dry in the endless wait, only to hold my father as he died in my arms. Victor, however, continued to use my gift, commissioning runes from me only to give them to Seraphina. The final straw was when Seraphina destroyed my rune sanctum and flaunted the very pendant I’d crafted for my own bonding ceremony. That’s when my heart finally shattered. I no longer cared about being his Luna. I simply walked away. But after I left, Victor’s desperate plea echoed from the Moon Goddess altar. “Come back and be my Luna. Please.”

Elara is trapped in a cold, loveless bond with Alpha Luka, but when she’s kidnapped by a dangerous rogue king, her world shatters. The rogue alpha, is none other than Luka’s exiled twin brother, Alec. As the secrets starts to unravel, Elara is between two brothers, a web of betrayal, and a love she never expected. How far will she go to uncover the truth and claim her own destiny? Read the full story to know..

Vivienne has always believed she was Ashford’s daughter, never questioning the life she was given—until she is married to Damon Marshal Williams. To her, it’s just another cruel joke that life has thrown at her. To him, it is strategy. Damon knows exactly who she is, and more importantly, what she is worth. What begins as a calculated move soon becomes something neither of them planned. But when Vivienne uncovers the truth behind their marriage, love is no longer enough to make her stay. Faced with a choice between the life she wants and the man she never meant to love; she makes a decision she cannot take back. Years later a kidnapping, forces her back into Damon’s world—one she thought she had escaped. With time, distance, and secrets between them, the lines between past and present begin to blur. And as danger closes in, so does the truth—about the child, about their choices, and about everything they left unfinished. Bound by lies and broken by truth, this is a story of love, power, and harsh decisions that define us.

After coming home from buying fresh produce at the farmer's market, I began prepping the ingredients and making lunch. As soon as I was done with my tasks, my husband, Jeremy Tate, came home. "A pipe in Chloe's home has burst. Hurry up and help her out. It's difficult enough for a single mother like her to handle such problems." I took off my apron and went to Chloe's place to unclog her pipes. Then, I mopped up the stagnant water before proceeding to comfort her frightened child. Once I finally dragged my exhausted body home, I saw Jeremy handing over my daughter's sweater to Chloe. "Don't stress yourself out, Chloe. It's not like Eliza can still wear this anyway. This sweater is perfect for Lily." As I stared at the sweater, I suddenly spoke up. "Let's get a divorce, Jeremy." He looked at me in disbelief. "You want a divorce over an old sweater?" "Yeah. Precisely."