Divine God Against The Heavens

Princess Valery of Vesperia is a cheerful hardworking woman with a massive saviour complex that strikes at the most inconvenient times. So when she has a chance encounter with a potentially dangerous masked stranger with a bad sense of direction, her first instinct is to be unnecessarily helpful. Then her life takes a completely unexpected detour when she finds out that someone had nominated her for the Prince of Astanza's upcoming Courtship. A broadcasted event where the last girl remaining gets to become the Queen of an empire. The most beautiful, talented and accomplished girls from all over the world apply, but only 50 will be chosen as Nominees. Valery considers herself none of those and does not understand why her name was even on the list. Unfortunately the whole world seems to be conspiring against her, because despite the suspicious circumstances surrounding her nomination, her uncle actually insists that she participate in the occasion. So, she resigns herself once more to the King's whims and tries not to be too resentful about it. Fortunately she has her masked stranger, who she strikes and unexpected friendship with, to anonymously confide her injustices to. As fate would have it, the masked stranger is the very prince she will be competing for in a few months, but what she doesn't know can't hurt her right? Right?

The world was divided into the mortal realm and the divine realm. The Rain Clan belonged to the divine realm. They could hear the prayers from the mortal realm. The Rain Maidens would bring rainfall to the mortal realm through prayers. They could ascend to heavens through cultivation. In the Rain Clan, every rain maiden was born with a dragon who would ascend with her and become her mount. When my sister and I were born, we shared only one spirit beast—a white dragon. The white dragon was the lowest of all dragons, yet I ignored the clan’s objections and insisted on forming a bond with him so that we could ascend. However, on the day I succeeded in calling the rain and married him, he shot an arrow straight through me while I was pregnant and at my weakest from summoning rain. As I lay dying, I saw him rush toward my sister. “Leigh, now I can finally be with you forever.” Only then did I realize the white dragon had chosen me under pretenses to help Leigh ascend. When I opened my eyes again, he and I had both returned to the day of our bond. There, he learned that Leigh was the true heir to the Rain Goddess mantle. He dropped to his knees and loudly confessed that he had always loved Leigh, and that he wished only to be her mount. Everyone knew I had spent half my cultivation to save him when he first hatched. I smiled and pointed at a mottled green snake at the edge of the barrier. The white dragon thought that as long as he bonded with my sister, he would ascend. However, what he never knew was that without me, Leigh could never ascend.

Aria Monroe never believed the supernatural worlds she read about in her favorite novels could be real—until the night she fled her abusive husband with her daughter and stumbled into a forest pulsing with ancient magic. There, she meets Kaelion Duskbane, a mysterious and impossibly powerful man who claims she is his fated mate. Kaelion is no ordinary supernatural. He is a tribrid—vampire, werewolf, and witch—descended from a bloodline that has ruled for centuries. As King of All Supernaturals, he hides secrets even his council fears to whisper. His powers go beyond the known limits of magic, and his connection to the divine creators—the Moon Goddess, the Star God, and the Blood Father—marks him as chosen. But fate has more in store than a royal romance. As Aria is drawn deeper into Kaelion’s world, she begins unlocking powers of her own—abilities no human should possess. Their bond triggers ancient prophecies, divine intervention, and a war between light and shadow. With Kaelion’s brother Lucien discovering his own mate and secrets unraveling at every turn, Aria must choose whether to embrace her destiny or be consumed by it. Twists, betrayals, and steamy passion collide in this supernatural saga where love is power, and power can change the world.

Lillias, the last living heir of the ancient Scottish wolf royalty, has spent her life under the shadow of duty and tradition. Her lineage carries not only power but also a curse: a prophecy that foretells her bloodline’s eventual downfall if she fails to fulfill her role. But her heart yearns for freedom, and her wolf spirit aches for a mate. When she crosses paths with Alpha Silas—an enigmatic, battle-scarred leader of a powerful rogue pack—their connection is instant and undeniable. But Silas carries his own burdens. His pack was cursed by the Sun God, leaving him haunted by guilt, loss, and a destiny he can’t escape. Bound together by the pull of the Moon Goddess’s will, Lillias and Silas soon realize their fates are interwoven far beyond the bond of mates. They must uncover the secrets of an ancient feud between the Moon Goddess and the Sun God, whose divine quarrels threaten to tear apart not only their union but the very fabric of their world. As old prophecies resurface and enemies emerge from the shadows, Lillias and Silas must decide: will they defy the gods for their love, or will they be pawns in a celestial game they can never hope to win?

Aralyn Leto and her mother Larissa, are running across Soovaree, a mystic supernatural realm, to escape Malleteagan, Aralyn’s father and Larissa’s destined mate. At tender age of 13, Aralyn witnessed Malleteagan killing Larissa in a cold-blooded murder. Taking her last breaths, Larissa made Aralyn promise to continue to live and fight. Brokenhearted yet determined to keep her promise, Aralyn continues running away from Malleteagan. Blinded by the hatred, Malleteagan (Aeolian Warlock’s Royalty, the Lycan King and son of Moon Goddess) believes that Aralyn’s death is needed to break the Moonlight curse cast upon him by the God of War. Left with no choice, Aralyn finally escapes from Malleteagan to Wengarthria (the supernatural hell of Soovaree). In Wengarthria, Aralyn enters Oribus, the first of nine levels of hell. In Oribus Aralyn meets Sentaya, enigmatic Oribian ruler and gatekeeper of Wengarthria. Sentaya offers a hideout to Aralyn, who agrees to work for Sentaya in exchange. About five years later, Malleteagan discovers Aralyn’s hideout in Oribus and attacks Sentaya when she refuses to handover Aralyn, only to lose the battle. However, Aralyn’s relief to hear about Malleteagan’s battle loss and retreat from Oribus is short-lived. Upon the battle end, Aralyn’s hideout was discovered by Marcellus Riggs, the illegitimate son of Hades. As commanded by his father, Hades, Marcellus, the seasoned army commander and heir apparent to Wengarthrian throne, led the army to Oribus to collect the souls of Malleteagan’s fallen Lycan soldiers. When he discovers Aralyn. Marcellus is annoyed to discover that she is his destined mate. Due to personal vendetta, Marcellus abducts Aralyn and imprisons her in dungeons of the last circle of Wengarthria with a plan to destroy Aralyn and get revenge. Will he manage to get going with his plans?

Four Brothers. Four Stories. One Pack. Kai, Konstantin, Dimitri and Nikolai - The Volkov Brothers rule New York, not only as a Russian Mafia family but also as The BloodCrest Pack. Book one follows Alpha Kai, known as the Beast Of New York, Russian Mafia leader and Alpha of the Blood Crest pack - and he's come to claim timid and abused Caterina as his mate. Terrible rumours surround Kai and his pack of bloodthirsty wolves, but as Caterina gets to know her mate better and realises that he is not the monster he is made out to be. So what exactly turned Kai into the beast he's known as? In Book 2 we meet Konstantin, known as The Heartless Beta. He never cared for love or finding his mate as the Beta to the Alpha God. Who needs a mate when you have a pack to protect? However, when scentless, halfbreed Lily stepped into his life, everything seemed to fall into place. What will Konstantin do once he discovers the scentless, half breed wolf is pregnant with his prophesied firstborn and has been his mate all along...And she's being held prisoner by a creature even older than the Werewolf God Xamnir? Book 3 Parts 1 and 2 sees Nikolai and Dimitri both thinking that keeping away from their fated mates during the war is what’s best for them. But is their willpower stronger than Fate? Staring at temptation for so long will only make you crave it more, this is something both Nikolai and Dimitri will find out soon enough.

She was a piece of Heaven he wanted to own. And he, was the flames of Hell she wanted to tame. "You must be tired." The unparalleled face softens with an indulging smile, and I nod hastily like a chick pecking at grains. My reason, wisdom, and rationality became words of a foreign tongue when the fingers tangled amongst my hair trail down to my cheekbones. The caresses like the fine strokes of a paint brush that gave colour to my skin. "But next time." His eyes of hellfire narrows, reflecting the features of a iolite-eyed mortal, and crimson lips pull back over sharp canines. "I might not be as easy to tame." ■What happens when the greek god of the Underworld becomes the 'Grumpy Patient' to a kind hearted mortal, burdened by a curse untold and a gift unrivalled.■ Slow burn Update schedule : Every 2 days ◇

My father's adopted daughter was only locked in the cramped storage closet for around fifteen minutes, yet he punished me by tying me up and throwing me inside. He even sealed off the ventilation with towels. "As Wendy's older sister, if you can't take care of her, then you should also experience how scared she was," he declared coldly. He knew I was claustrophobic, but my desperate pleas for mercy, my terror, were met with nothing but heartless reprimands. "Let this be a lesson on how to be a good sister." As the last sliver of light disappeared, swallowed by the oppressive darkness, I struggled helplessly. A week passed before my father finally remembered my existence and decided it was time to end my punishment. "Let's hope this week served as a good lesson for you, Jennifer. If this happens again, you will no longer be allowed in this house." He would never know that I had already taken my last breath in that suffocating room. My body had begun to rot in the darkness.

My fiancé was the CEO of a powerful financial conglomerate, and to the outside world, he adored me beyond measure. A week before our wedding, I found out I was pregnant with triplets. I had planned to tell him the joyful news in person. But instead, I witnessed him in bed with other women. Not with just one. It felt like a knife had carved into my soul, cutting so deep I lost all hope, all trust. My tears begged for release, but I held my head high, forcing myself to stay strong. For him, I had given up everything—my pride, my family, my career. Yet he chose to share our love with others. All those vows to love me and only me for a lifetime had been lies. Our so-called future, our wedding—it was all a cruel joke. He was no longer the man I once loved. He had become tainted. I would not endure his betrayal. He no longer deserved to be the father of my children. So I made my decision—to disappear, to fake my death and start over, to give myself and my babies a chance at a free, unburdened life. But I never imagined he'd become obsessed and start searching the world for women who resembled me, all while declaring I was the only one he ever loved. Too little, too late. His affection now is worth nothing. This time, I'm not looking back.

At sixty-five, I got served divorce papers. The same day, my husband Sebastian — decked out in his wedding suit, of all things — popped a handful of sleeping pills in a suicide attempt. For years, we were the perfect couple. The kind of pair neighbors whispered about with envy. I couldn't wrap my head around it. The divorce. The pills. None of it made sense. Not until I found the photo and letter in his pocket.