Cen Quiz Novels & Stories

Mia is a wolf, faced with challenges and several rejections by the one she loves, Hazel. She finds out about the age-old prophecy about her and returns to reclaim what belongs to her. Will Mia be able to fulfill her destiny? Most especially, will she be able to forgive Hazel and his family after she finds out about the darkness they have been hiding for years?

Princess Nathania replaces the role of Prince Nathan, her twin brother who is suffering from a serious illness. That made her forced to live as her brother and made her undergo things outside of her habits, including the abundant attention of the palace dwellers and the people of Lithonia Kingdom. Also, the terrible rivalry of Edafos and Fotia who wanted to overthrow Lithonia as the greatest dynasty on earth. On a mission to find silver leafy plants in the forbidden forest, Nathania must face the cruelty of the demon king, who is none other than The Crown Prince of Fotia who nearly killed her with a fire that burned five years ago in a lavender garden. Not to mention The Crown Prince Edafos, the owner of the terrible power who had openly declared war on her. Can Nathania bear the burden of being The Crown Prince of Lithonia without having the power of a god like her brother?

"In the depths of the mystical forest, 19-year-old Sophia stumbles upon the hidden vampire kingdom, Azura. Captured and brought before the enigmatic King Azriel, Sophia's fate hangs in the balance. But Azriel, intrigued by her fearless spirit and intoxicating purity, defies tradition and spares her life. As Sophia spends more time in the shadows of Azura, she finds herself irresistibly drawn to Azriel's dark charm and piercing gaze. Despite the danger, they begin a forbidden dance, their mutual attraction growing with each whispered promise. But their love is a threat to the ancient vampire hierarchy, and Azriel's parents, the ruthless King and Queen, will stop at nothing to destroy Sophia and maintain their power. As the forces of darkness gather, Sophia must confront the sinister secrets of Azura and the evil that lurks within its heart. Will Azriel's love be enough to save Sophia, or will she become the ultimate sacrifice in a game of blood, power, and eternal desire?"

A Nigerian woman living in London under a fragile legal status agrees to a marriage of convenience with a British man whose wealth and composure hide a scandal that could ruin him. They enter the marriage believing it is transactional. They fall in love before either of them becomes honest. By the time the truth arrives, love has already made them vulnerable

PSA: This book has high smut intensity, intoxicating chemistry and compelling family and sibling rivalry. Aanoni Adukolapo was raised to lead. He is disciplined, charismatic, egoistic, and heir to a fortune. At twenty-eight, he has carved his name into a perfume empire, a revolt against his father’s tight reins. But power has never unsettled him the way Ere does. Ereadurami is thirty-five: elegant and dangerously alluring. The kind of woman who should be sacred, a taboo, and off-limits in Yoruba culture. Her boutique displays her clothing artistry, work of a master. She is sweet, refined, but behind that subtle demeanor lies a hungry succubus. What begins as a random suggestion inside her boutique soon spirals into a hunger neither of them can resist. Every glance, every stare, every breath is calculated, meant not to seem weak. She is older, forbidden, and everything his father would use to destroy him. But the closer Aanoni gets to Ere, the harder it becomes to care about consequences. Desire is intoxicating, hypnotic and surrendering to her might be the most reckless, irresistible rebellion of all. Ere’s Scent is a sensual and erotic tale of age-gap temptation, power, and passion where legacy clashes with lust, where rebellion clashes with passion , and one forbidden woman could bring an empire to its knees.

She sold her body to shadows so he could claim the moon. Now the moon claims her instead. Omega Nova Voss traded her freedom for love—selling herself to the Moonlit Rose Brothel to fund her fated mate’s ascension ritual. Protected by the kind Madam Vesper, she danced untouched under crescent lights, her virtue a fragile flame in the dark. But when he returns an Alpha, he doesn’t offer his heart. He offers gold to buy her as his concubine, not his Luna. Shattered by rejection, Nova surrenders her first night to a scarred stranger whose touch ignites something ancient and forbidden. His iridescent obsidian eyes swirl with molten starlight. He's is Zephyr Kain, the rarest Lycan King—born under a blood eclipse, nearly immortal, and her true fated mate. Now carrying his quadruplets Nova is branded unworthy: a brothel dancer, forever tainted. As prejudice ignites war and old betrayals rise from the ashes, Zephyr must grovel for the woman he once overlooked, fighting to crown her Queen before his eternal life becomes endless regret. In the whisper of the crescent moon, one broken Omega will either shatter a kingdom... or heal its immortal king.

!! Mature content 18+ !! Contains violence, abuse, sex and death. ----------------- Hidden in the dark of the forest, lives a small community of Weres, known as the Tri-Moon Pack. For generations they remained hidden from the humans and maintained a peaceful existence. That is until one small girl throws their world upside down. After saving the young woman from certain death, the Alpha-son, Gunner, brings her home. Bringing along a mysterious past and possibilities that many had long since forgotten, Zelena is the light they didn't know they needed. With new hope, comes new dangers. A clan of hunters want back what the pack has stolen from them, Zelena. With her new powers, new friends and new family, they fight to protect their homeland and the gift that the Moon Goddess has bestowed upon them, the Triple Goddess. ---------------- He pounded into my hot core, slamming my back against the tree with each thrust. I moaned and growled loudly while clawing at his back. His bare chest was right in front of my face and I couldn't stop myself, I lifted my mouth and sunk my teeth deeply into his flesh. He hissed and growled and slammed into me harder. The taste of his blood was intoxicating and made my head spin. He grabbed my hair and pulled my teeth off his skin and bent my head back to look at him. His blue eyes were dark and full of lust as a glint of silver flashed through them. ---------------------------------- Book 1 - The Moon's Descendant - Told by Zelena and Gunner. Book 2 - Mother of the Moon - Told By Zelena and Lunaya. Book 3 - Twin Moon - Told by Zelena and Whiskey.

The witch Gwanhoya is killed by the Chief of Domboguru in the early 1800s for terrorizing the people of the chiefdom. Centuries have passed and the legend of the witch (Gwanhoya) had fallen into a myth and only a few seem to remember the stories. Mukura who has not always got along with her family, discovers her magical abilities and desides to hide them from her family and upon discovering her ancestor, she decides to do a lot more digging into it and discovers she is the descendant of a powerful witch that existed in the 1800s in translated texts. She is directed to the point where Gwanhoya was killed by the spirit of Gwanhoya and heads straight to that point she was directed and resurrects Gwanhoya being guided step by step by her ancestor’s spirit. Upon resurrection, Gwanhoya immediately begins preparations to kill the descendants of her enemies and then finish her conquest to rule over everything. And while doing so kills a lot of people who defied her. Mukura, although she wanted to learn more about her ancestry and about her magical abilities, she turns against Gwanhoya who is on a killing spree and while in hiding discovers that it is her destiny alongside Gurudza her ex-boyfriend, who is also the descendant of chief Chikanda to defeat Gwanhoya. On their first attempt to battle Gwanhoya the two are defeated with ease with Mukura almost losing her life during the battle and is saved by the deity Wezhira. Who gives them a divination on the history between their ancestors and what she is doing and the possible outcome if they fail to stop her with details on the abilities they possess. The two(Gurudza and Mukura) work together in the fight against Gwanhoya and finally defeat her.

"In a room that held the most dangerous men, stood an angel." ~ Daisy was a beautiful, naïve daughter of a proud, wealthy family. Somehow, she agreed to go prison to protect her family's dignity. Only she didn't know that it would be at Bluebird Prison... for Men! Alone and afraid in an unknown place with strange people, she tried her best to disappear into the shadows, wishing nothing more than to escape. But, that was impossible when her adorable personality and doe eyes held an innocence that could capture any man's heart and drop them to their knees. A heart she did unknowingly capture belonged to none other than Seth. While she was sweet and shy, he was dangerous and struck fear into the strongest of men. A dominating aura was carried proudly around him yet when he met his lovely Daisy, he was instantly wrapped around all of her tiny fingers, knowing he'd do whatever possible to give her everything she had ever wanted.

Crimson Bloomed: Ascend Post - Apocalyptic Horror | Action | Yuri Harem | Coming - of - Age | Rated R | Mature Content | Slow Burn The city looked like it had been devoured — chewed up by fire, time, and whatever came after — then spit back out in jagged pieces. Dead drones dangled from power lines like rusted ornaments. Neon signs flickered above fractured pavement, their broken scripts glitching into gibberish. Down the block, a half - melted smartcar burned slow, casting warped shadows across the skeletal remains of a coffee bar. Behind a crumpled tram car, someone crouched low, breath tight in her lungs. The shrieking hadn’t stopped. It came again — sharp, bone-deep, the kind of sound that latched onto your spine and refused to let go. She checked the signal jammer at her hip. Still blinking. Still active. Not for long. They were tracking her. She moved fast — boots silent over broken glass, slipping through the breach in an old laundromat’s wall. Her body moved from muscle memory now: slide through, duck left, over the washer, don’t look at the corpse slumped by the dryer. Out the back. Up the fire escape. On the rooftop, she halted. Not alone. Someone was already there — silhouetted against the bleeding sunset. Combat jacket. Short - cropped hair. Pulse rifle slung casually over one shoulder like it weighed nothing. Like this was just another rooftop, just another war. “Don’t move,” the voice snapped. She lifted her hands slowly. “I’m clean.” “Everyone says that.” “Scan me.” beat. Then the girl stepped forward, rifle still raised but gaze locked in. Dark eyes, sharp, searching — not just for weapons, but tells. Fear. Lies. She lowered the rifle half an inch. “You’re lucky you’re cute.” That wasn’t the line she expected.