Burned A Fever

I was a child who was born in a vocational school's toilet. To my mom, I was a stain in her life that she was given birth to after having her cherry popped by a delinquent when she was still young. I knew that Mom had been trying to kill me. Unfortunately, she hadn't succeeded so far. The first time she tried to get rid of me was when she decided to give birth to me in the toilet. It was a cold, winter month, yet she didn't give me anything warm to wear. The second time she attempted murder was when she got into grad school, which was based in the north. No one was around to take care of me, so she turned on the gas while holding me in her arms and clutching her train ticket. The third and last time happened when Mom was about to marry the man she loved. On the night before her wedding, she had tears streaming down her cheeks as she told me, "You're nothing but a burden. You ruined my life! "Do you know that I can only forget about all the pain and suffering you caused me after you die? Only then can I start a brand new chapter in my life!" I wiped Mom's tears off her face with my tiny hand. So, her wish was for me to die. On my birthday, my fever hit 104 degrees Fahrenheit. That was when I finally received the first slice of birthday cake in my entire life. I didn't have the heart to eat it, so I made my wish solemnly. "I hope that I will die soon." I heard that birthday wishes often came true. That way, Mom would be very happy.

"I bought you, Aurora… and now, you’re mine. Be my private dancer… dance only for me." For Aurora Brooks, love is a fake currency that doesn’t buy bread. Love didn’t save her Momy from her Daddy’s violent grip, and it didn’t pay off the gambling debts chasing them. The only way to survive is money—and money is found in one place: on the stage of Roth’s Night Club, where she sells her dance to the rich to buy her family’s safety. But one night in Alexander Roth’s private suite changed everything. Alexander isn’t just a billionaire; he’s the port’s emperor, a cold widower with power that makes men tremble and women kneel. He offered her a deal she couldn’t refuse: "I will be your protection… in exchange for becoming my private possession." Aurora thought she had escaped her Daddy’s hell, only to find herself in a golden prison ruled by a man who refuses to touch her but watches her every breath with deadly jealousy. A man who worships the memory of his late wife yet hunts Aurora with looks that burn her skin. But the real shock wasn’t in his darkness… it was in his identity. When Aurora discovers that the “beast” sleeping in the next room—the man she signed her ownership contract to—is the same man who is her sister’s fiancé’s Daddy. He is the fever who will stand at her sister’s wedding to bless the family… while secretly forcing her to be his private dancer behind closed doors. Now, Aurora is trapped in a forbidden game. If she runs, she destroys her sister’s future. If she stays, she loses her soul to a forbidden man.

Amaryah is an adventurous young lady of an elite clan well-known for cultivating successful followers. For fools who didn't know any better, Amaryah is nothing but a failure. But for people who met her face to face, they know she is never short of power nor is she inferior to others. Even without the aid of an elemental spirit, her techniques and spiritual level are high enough to take any user on one-on-one. However some people may be awed and amazed, hate and displeasure are always inevitable. People who harbor enough hatred would do anything to drag someone down. So once the origins of Amaryah and the history of her family were revealed, she ended up getting executed and burned like how her ancestors met their demise. But this is too abrupt of an ending, and there's a reason why legends are called legends.

I was never supposed to be his bride, I was the mistake he couldn’t erase. Killian hated me for breathing and for simply existing. His eyes burned with anger every time they landed on me. There was so much hate and heat between us, I could barely breathe. Then there was Nolan, his brother. Quiet, but dangerous. He didn’t look at me like I was broken. He looked at me like he wanted to take everything I had—body and soul. I didn’t mean for this to happen. But guilt tastes a lot like desire when you’re starving for something real. And now I’m caught between two brothers…one who wants to hurt me, and one who already has. This isn’t just a love triangle. It’s a war. And I’m the weapon.

The moment I tasted blood in my mouth, I knew it wasn't mine. It was hers. Again. They said I was weak. An omega. A wife. A shadow. But I burned everything they gave me—and walked away. Now, years later, I am back. Not as his mate. Not as his Luna. But as someone stronger. Someone he can’t control. He looks at me with those green eyes like I’m still his. But he gave me away. To her. Sienna smiles like a queen. But behind those lips, I smell lies. And death. They want me close. They think I’ll break. But I didn’t rise from ashes to fall again. This time, I’m not running. I’m hunting. And they won’t see me coming.

On his birthday, Eleanor Brook's childhood sweetheart asks her to grant his wish. He says that he wants to go to Norinia to see the aurora. Eleanor ignores the fact that I'm about to undergo tumor surgery and drains all the money from my bank account. She says that seeing the aurora is the first thing Joseph Miller has ever asked her to do, so she has to make it happen. "You're so rich. What's the harm in lending me some money? You're being so stingy." But after battling illness for two years, I've already burned through all my savings from my livestreaming days. The money she takes is the last one million dollars in my account.

Waking up in the wrong body is terrifying. Waking up with two wolves inside you? That’s a war waiting to happen. Burned at the stake for a crime she didn’t commit, Luna Aria Campbell of the MoonClaw Pack thought death would be the end. But fate had other plans. She awakens in the body of Keira, Luna of the rival StarCross Pack — a woman whose wolf, Zie, is very much alive and very much out for blood. Zie believes Aria’s soul is the product of Black Magic—and she’s ready to tear her apart from the inside out, but she starts off by suffocating Aria's wolf, Lyra. Aria is desperate to survive — not just for herself, but for Lyra. But Zie offers her only one chance at coexistence: Kill Alpha Jaxon — Keira’s fated mate.

The night Layla Demetriou’s house burned down, her old life ended—and a new one began. A golden-eyed wolf watched from the trees, and something ancient awakened inside her. Days later, she receives an invitation to Elysium Academy, an elite school in Greece for the descendants of gods. But power comes at a price. The fire that destroyed her home wasn’t an accident, and Layla’s mysterious heritage might be the spark that ignites a divine war. Caught between two rivals— ⚡ Theo, the charming heir of Zeus who lights up her world, and 🌑 Damon, the dark son of Hades who understands her shadows— Layla must uncover who she truly is before her destiny burns her alive. Love. Power. Secrets. Welcome to Elysium Academy, where the gods are watching… and hearts are destined to break.

For years, Cara searched relentlessly for her lost fated mate, fearing they were destined to be apart forever. Then, at long last, she found him—but their reunion was nothing like she had dreamed. Raven, the man who was once her everything, was now the formidable Alpha of the Blood Moon pack. Worse, he had no memory of her. The bond between them still burned as fiercely as ever, yet he denied it, casting her down to the role of a mere slave under his cold and ruthless rule. Her love was trampled, her heart betrayed. With no other choice, Cara shattered their sacred bond and fled, desperate to escape the chains that bound her. And in the moment she threw herself into the abyss to escape Raven’s relentless pursuit, she made a vow—she would never forgive the man who had broken her heart.

Omegas are born weak. Hermosa was born to survive. When Hermosa discovers her secret lover—Raphael, future Alpha—betraying her in the worst way, she runs. Bleeding, terrified, she crashes into the private suite of Ragal, the cold Lycan King who should have killed her… but doesn’t. Then Raphael finds her. Jealous. Unhinged. Deadly. He bites her—marking her by force only to be burned and weakened by her blood. And just as he tries to finish her, Ragal tears through the night to save her again. Hermosa wakes in the King’s arms with no memory… only a dangerous pull toward him. Between a murderous Alpha and a possessive Lycan King, Hermosa must uncover the truth: She isn’t just an Omega. She’s something powerful and both men will fight to claim her.