Chinese Ancient Hair

The rules of the fallen are simple . Ten days. Ten days, you live without sin and you will be accepted back into heaven. It's just ten days, it shouldn't be that hard. Until the rules became applicable to fragile, innocent Azaliah who after an ambush, was thrown out of heaven by mistake and began her transition into a human. With her newly found emotions all over the place, the human family she lived with, a low ranked angel who swore to protect her, a mark on her shoulder that is a beacon for the darkness that ruled the earth and her romantic feelings for the mysterious demon who helped her stay alive in exchange for his freedom, ten days suddenly felt like ten years. And with that came an epic battle for her soul as two ancient spirits came after her when the celestial world finds out that she is the weapon that can kill man and spirit's greatest enemy, Lucifer.

My African American Mom married a rich Japanese man. As I moved the skeleton of my new bed next to the window, I felt a gaze focused on me. Outside my window, was the house next door. The house shape was similar to ours, so it also had a window facing mine at the same level. Standing there on the other side was a skinny Japanese boy. As soon as I laid eyes on him, he stiffened, then shyly smiled and waved. His hair was all over the place, seeing him in his tanktop I thought to myself that he must've just rolled out of bed. But wasn't it the afternoon already? The boy says something but of course I can't hear him with my window closed so I slide it open. "Eto....hi." He tried in English. If someone were to tell me later I'd come to care about him deeply, I'd find that hard to believe. For as long as I could remember I've always felt empty. And that emptiness, I hid on instinct.

Elise has never thought she could be someone special until she is warped into the past—to the Land of Magic—in Ancient Egypt. She finds herself including her brother and a couple of friends in the middle of the battle, between the Scorpion King and the Cobra King. She needs to choose to forge an alliance with to be able to survive in this ancient time and place and figure out how they can go back to their present time and be reunited with their parents.

My company had arranged a wilderness survival retreat deep in the heart of Moonshadow Forest—a place where even seasoned wolves tread cautiously. That night, a sudden downpour ripped through the campsite, drenching the earth and filling the air with the thick scent of damp moss and shifting soil. I woke abruptly, the cold seeping into my bones. Instinctively, I reached out to the space beside me, seeking the warmth of my mate. Empty. A sharp pang of unease clawed at my chest. My wolf, dulled by the suppressant herbs I had taken to blend into human society, stirred restlessly. Fumbling in the darkness, I grabbed my phone and dialed Nigel. The line barely had time to connect before he emerged from the undergrowth—disheveled, breathless. His grip was iron-tight as he seized my wrist, pulling me downhill. His scent was sharp with adrenaline, but beneath it—something foreign, something wrong. We ran, my boots sinking into the mud. My keen vision caught glimpses of his rumpled clothing, the way his collar was misaligned—and the faint imprint of lips on his jaw. My pulse pounded in my ears. Betrayal. I wrenched my arm from his grasp, my claws itching to unsheathe despite the human form I forced myself to maintain. "Where were you?" My voice came out low, edged with the danger of a wolf barely leashed. The suppressants in my bloodstream faltered under the weight of my fury. The storm had driven everyone into their tents, leaving the clearing eerily silent as we reached the base of the mountain. But she was there. A woman stood beneath the flickering glow of the emergency lanterns, her hair tousled, her fingers gripping Nigel’s jacket as if it belonged to her. I knew her. The new intern. Her face held an unsettling resemblance to mine, as if the Moon Goddess herself had carved her from the shadows of my reflection. The realization struck like a silver dagger to my chest. Even the mate who had once sworn to fight the world for me had given in to betr

MATURED CONTENT!!! “ I could smell how much you want us.” I moaned, my body arching against his touch. I felt hands on my body, fingers tracing the curves of my breasts, my hips, my thighs. I shivered in pleasure, my body on fire. Ryker leaned in, his breath hot against my ear as he whispered, "You have no idea how badly we've been longing for this. Caspian chuckled darkly, his large hand cupping one of my breasts. "Mmm, and what a sight you are. So wet for us already." Thane's voice was a rumble in his chest as he ran his fingers along my inner thigh. “I could taste your desire, even in your sleep. You've been craving our touch." At the prestigious Crescent Academy, power is everything, and Omegas like Aria are nothing. Forced into the lowest class due to a suppressed wolf form, Aria endures humiliation, cruelty, and punishment just to earn her freedom from her manipulative stepmother’s grasp. But Aria isn’t weak. She’s hiding something far more dangerous than anyone can imagine. An ancient, overpowered lineage that could tip the balance of the entire werewolf world. When she crosses paths with the untouchable Apex brothers, sparks fly, tempers flare, and forbidden bonds begin to form. Cold and brooding Kaid. Flirtatious and broken Ryker. Gentle and haunted Thane. Reckless and loyal Caspian. They’re drawn to the girl who refuses to kneel, even as their enemies conspire to tear them apart. As a deadly rogue faction emerges and secrets buried in blood and betrayal come to light, Aria must embrace the monster she was told to fear… or lose everything. Fate gave her four mates. Power made her a target. But it’s her rage that will make her a legend.

For the slim girl it will be complicated to overcome everything that happened in the past, her name is Lucrecia, she is tall, slender with long blonde hair, an elegant, simple and very beautiful girl, she will have to face the harsh betrayal of her boyfriend and friend, for her, it will be very difficult to adapt to the new rules, and more if it is a contract marriage, what will happen now?. When love expresses itself and spreads through the air and leaves them breathless for eternity, when love at first sight strikes the hearts, and the bodies of both shudder, will the millionaire and the blonde girl end up falling in love for real to renew a new official marriage contract forever?. Will they fall in love without meaning to, will the millionaire rescue her from loneliness? “Kiss me”. “Sign the contract”. “I'll sign the contract”. “-Hurry up, Linda”.

Gandhara Alejandro was a part of group of thieves within the town of Gale. With skin pale as snow and hair that glimmers like silver, deep-set iris eyes; she was totally the definition of a human pixie. Gandhara despises a soldier with a black tag title and she’s attempting her best to maintain a strategic distance from experiencing one of them. How can she survive when she unconsciously stole the heart of the foremost billionaire and the ruler of the front line within the City? Will she elude from their fixation, or will she ended up tamed to one of them?

“It's good to see you.” Armando's tone was rusty as he whispered in her ears. “It's not every day, I get to see such beauty.” He tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. “It's a pain in the ass to see you.” Leonor was struggling against the chair she was strapped with thick ropes. “I was not born with enough middle fingers to let you know how I truly feel.” She spat. __ Armando, a heartless, ruthless, Italian Mafia King who is as cunning as a fox, as dangerous as a mastermind criminal, the leader of his gang, and a brutal loan shark continues his risky adventurous life. He holds Lenore captive, until her brother can pay back his debt, but deep down, he hopes for the opposite. Leonor is a beautiful young girl who lives a peaceful lifestyle. One that guarantees her safety and peace until the mafia leader captures her. Something about Armando intrigues her. The charisma and the danger of hanging with a bad boy keep her wanting more. Will she fear him like others do, or teach him that there is more to life apart from being brutal? And will he ever learn to love? However, there is a personality clash which would later result in constant fights and the need to be heard. WARNING: The contents of this book is extremely matured.

He’s the dracula that is determined to be the next Alpha. And he just rejected Angel as his mate. Angel want to hate his guts for ghosting her … but she can practically hear his wolf calling to hers.If determination had a name, this black wolf would be it. Tall, broad and muscular, he’s been training his whole life to take over as the new pack leader. With his sharp gray eyes and thick black hair, he looks every bit the part and his delicious scent makes it impossible for Angel to stay mad at him … or resist him.Angel pretends to hate him and never want him again yet not even proud Alphas or rejected mates can escape fate…How much longer can you resist the delicious pull?

A mysterious plague swept through the packs, wiping out every last she-wolf. To continue their bloodline, these ancient predators turned to the human world, bringing with them centuries of wealth and power. They struck a pact, sealed in blood, with the most powerful human families: every summer solstice, the finest daughter would be chosen as a "Breeding mother," destined to mate with a wolf. And the one Breeding mother who could birth a female hybrid would be crowned, becoming the Queen of both the wolf and human worlds. In my last life, my sister Selena, the family favorite. She chose the Alpha of the warmest, richest territory. And me? I was the family’s sacrificial lamb, thrown to Colton, the most brutal Alpha of the Frozen Wastes. But who could have guessed my sister’s life of warmth and riches was all a lie? Her Alpha treated her like a disposable toy. She froze to death in a damp cellar, forced to listen to the fireworks that celebrated my coronation. Yes, I successfully gave birth to a girl. But those brilliant fireworks were also my funeral pyre. I died on that cold throne. Now, I’m alive again. We’re back on the day of the choosing. “I choose Alpha Colton of the Frozen Wastes!” The voice belonged to my sister, Selena. I slowly opened my eyes. Seeing the undisguised triumph and cold calculation in her eyes, I knew. She was reborn, too. But she didn't know，this time, she would be the one to fall into the very hell I just clawed my way out of.