Creator Of Solo Leveling

After being humiliated and abused for years, Vittoria fears meeting her creator as she gets sold by her tyrannical owners to settle a family’s debt towards the boss of another territory. But faith finally smiles her way as her new ‘father’ discovers her potential. instead of having her serve in his house like a beast, he trains her and gives her the chances she deserves. In just a few years, Vittoria rises from the ashes and takes up a position as the second-in-command of her new family. As there is an issue on her old territory, she is ready to do her part, knowing that the one she will help out might be one of her ex-bullies. When she sees Domenico again after all this time, she has a hard time at not having her jaw hit the floor. But it’s not going to be like this. Not this time. Because to save his fortune and territory, he will have to crawl at her feet. “Now… be a good boy and kneel for me.” ⚠️ TW: explicit and foul language, steamy and explicit sex scenes, abuse, heavy violence, SA ⚠️

Numbers is everything here in New Gloria-- and the World. Once your Reborn and earn your class and system, those numbers that measure your abilities mean your life....or your death. Many Heroes lay down their lives in pursuit of fame and power while exploring the Tangent's. But the main goal is to stop the creatures from within the Tangents from coming out and further Terra-forming the Earth, as well as combating the Bosses of the Tangent's who seem to have their own ulterior motives. Somewhere within the vast green forests of western New Gloria, a boy named Claude Grey learns pretty fast that most people in power do everything they can to stay that way, even if that means stepping on the throats of the ones they hold dear. Claude's only ever liked a few humans and as he gets older he learns new ways to hate them. Hate that is cultivated during his exploration of the Tangent's where he stumbles upon a strange and beautiful transformative power that helps to show him how truly horrible humans are and maybe these beasts of the Tangent's arent what the Heroes make them out to be... *** Cover art does not belong to me so if the original creator happens to stumble upon my novel and would like credit or for me to take it down please let me know.

"Here I am,  kill me," she said with tears in her eyes and I cupped her cheeks with my hands. "I don't want to."  Dakota Cruise who was a college student showed much interest in a new student named Luke Calvin who offered the same course as her. Because of his abnormal behaviours, she tagged him as "mysterious." When she tried talking to him at first, he seemed dense and mean, but she kept on trying to get acquainted with him because she had a liking for him. But unknown to her he was an assassin sent to kill her and her family. As time went by, they fell in love with each other and Luke did not want to kill her again, she also found out something shocking and mind-blowing about him, he was a cyborg--Half-human, half-machine--it was Luke's biggest secret and she had to keep it. Luke forfeited being an assassin because he had found something better than killing people--his love for Dakota.  Luke's decision made him an enemy of his ever-young creator and boss, Doctor Hernandez, a multi-billionaire psychopathic doctor who had been living for decades without losing his youthful looks due to his body modifications. Will Luke be able to keep Dakota safe? And how long will it take before Luke will be hunted down by his maker?

So this is it'. I thought to myself. A thick scent of blood consumed my senses. A dull thud im my chest that was nearing its final beat. I look around at the mess I got myself into this time. Knowing it to be my last. Why wasn't I more appreciative of the life I was given. Its not like my life was hard or demeaning. I just didn't like the fact my destiny was pre determined before I was even born. And there it was a pair of sapphire eyes staring at me with hatred, deep burning hatred that you could feel in the depths of your gut, but something new was hidden behind the hatred was that remorse. Well for you to understand, I better start from the beginning. My name is Venus Lee DeLorentez, Venus for short. My mum named me after the goddess of love, sex, beauty and fertility. I know not the name i would have chosen for myself but she was a very spiritual lady, not only believing in our moon goddess who is the creator of all of our species and we cherish her as a God, who is in control of who we are destined to be mated to, our shifting into our wolve counterparts she is a patron a becon if you will to all the female werewolves especially our Lunas. My mum was into all mythological Gods and goddesses. Always telling me they all have a role in this world.

Me compré un hombre bestia de servicio de élite, pero a mí no me quería. Solo le movía la cola a mi hermana. Así que después, llevé a casa a otro de desahogo inferior. Y él… se puso tan desesperado que casi llora. —¡Clara! ¡Tú solo puedes tener un perrito… y ese he de ser yo!

Acepté cambiarme de escuela junto a mi amiga de la infancia, a quien acosaban constantemente, pero ella se retractó el último día. —No puedo creer que fingieras que te acosaban todo este tiempo solo para deshacerte de Harry —se burló su amiga—. Es tu amigo de la infancia. ¿En serio vas a dejar que se vaya solo a otra escuela? —Es solo otra preparatoria en esta ciudad. ¿Qué tan lejos podría estar? —dijo Lena sin ganas—. Ya me harté de que siempre esté cerca de mí. Solo quería distanciarme de él. Me quedé parado frente a la puerta un largo rato ese día, antes de decidir darme la vuelta e irme. Sin embargo, en la solicitud de transferencia, en lugar de escribir Preparatoria Haleswood, anoté el nombre de la escuela a la que mis padres querían que asistiera, la cual estaba en el extranjero. Parecía que todos habían olvidado que, desde el primer momento, Lena y yo pertenecíamos a mundos totalmente distintos.

Never has it been known for there to be a mistake when it comes to the mating process, Never. Every wolf finds a mate, falls in love, has kids, and the cycle continues… But when James, a twenty-four year old beta, spends years without a mate, one can only imagine otherwise. Eventually coming to the conclusion that he might not have been given one. Until he meets Adria. A bold, determined and dominant twenty-one year old girl in his pack, who also hasn't had luck finding her mate. After meeting Adria, the idea of a mate seems unimportant, as if Adrias existence soothes the longing for the mate he never got. Nevertheless, James tries hard to stay away from her, feeling vulnerable by the possibility that he can fall for her. Something about Adria though seems to always be luring him in; her voice, her face...her body. As if made by the same creator, Adria also doesn't seem to get enough of the hot beta that always seems to be sparking up a blazing passion within her. Confused by these strange feelings they soon come to find lies, secrets, and betrayal hidden by the closest people in their life. What happens when they come to the conclusion that they're not mates, just a nice distraction, before their mates come along. If they ever show… And what if they show? Can they leave everything they fought so hard to keep? Both thought they had their whole life figured out, in the end it was all an illusion. This is not your average Wolf story!

El día de mi compromiso, él quiso irse solo porque Violeta Mendizábal quería comer empanadas caseras hechas por él. Intenté detenerlo, pero me respondió con una bofetada. —Solo es un compromiso, lo podemos hacer otro día. ¿Y si Violeta se queda con hambre? Incluso mi hermano me regañó, como si yo fuera la culpable: —Tú eres mayor que Violeta, ¿no puedes ceder un poco? No respondí. Solo me di la vuelta y lo dejé ir. Pensando que era solo una rabieta mía, no le dieron importancia, y cancelaron todos sus compromisos para poder pasear con Violeta por montañas y playas. Recién medio mes después se acordaron de mí. Cuando por fin intentaron contactarme, se enteraron de que ya había ingresado a un programa confidencial del Estado, un proyecto de investigación de armas estratégicas que duraría diez años… Y que no pensaba volver jamás. Entonces sí, el pánico los invadió.

(Book 0.5 of Her Wolves series) (Lore) (Can read as stand-alone) (Steamy) Once upon a time, long ago, my family and I fell through a hole in the ground. It had happened during a war I could no longer recall. Trapped us in this new place that none of us wanted to be. Separated us from the people we used to love. This world was different. Divided. The inhabitants were primitive. Their designs all but useless. Thus we took it upon ourselves to help them. To guide them into a better age. I had lost track of how long I have been here. But my heart still yearned for home. No matter our effort, this place would never be it for me. Could never compare to the love I had for Gerovit. My husband. The man I needed above all else. Gone for eternity. Until I stumbled upon a humble man from humble origins. He reminded me of the wolves I loved so much. Reminded me that I needed a pack to survive. Sparked something in my chest I had long since thought dead. Axlan. A bull-headed beast that fought me at every turn. Until he was no longer a beast… But the first werewolf on earth. I am Marzanna. The goddess of spring. The creator of life. But you'll better understand me when I say this. I am the goddess all wolves worship and this is how my people came to be.

La chica que Iván Herrera mantenía volvió a buscarme para hacer una escena. —De verdad amo demasiado a Iván… ¿no podrías dejar que se quede conmigo? Él, sentado a un lado, no dijo nada. Solo me envió un mensaje: «Dile que sí, solo hazle creer que tiene una oportunidad.» Le seguí la corriente. Y, en silencio, empecé a empacar mis cosas para dejar la casa que compartíamos. Al salir, escuché las burlas de sus amigos. —Vaya, sí que es obediente la «esposa». Entonces si le pides que pierda al bebé, ¿también lo haría? Iván alzó las cejas, con calma. —¿Apostamos? —Yo digo que en una semana estará llorando frente al hospital… pero lo hará. Yo no dije nada. Solo abrí otro chat, leí el último mensaje: «¿Quieres casarte conmigo?» Y respondí: «Sí.»