Eat Like A Fish

Frankie Amber Celestial is a normal girl who lives a normal life. A smart, dedicated, and strong girl who wishes to finish studies to help her mother.Everything went smoothly but not until she met a guy named Clyde Lucas Smith, and this is where it all started. A roller coaster ride given by a demon, A demon that she might fall in love with.

This is no ordinary werewolf tale. Romance and fantasy collide with a curse spun from prophecy and obsession. This is a story of torment and resilience. Of wolves and gods. Of a woman broken again and again, only to rise stronger each time. And at the heart of it all… is a love fated by the Moon. If you’re the kind of reader who thrives on slow-burning tension, this tale will consume you. But tread carefully: the deeper you go, the darker it gets. -------------- Alinta Ull, a bookish, headstrong, and haunted werewolf. Since her eighteenth birthday, tragedy has stalked her in a cruel pattern. Every three years, it brings death, rejection, or abandonment. She believes the Moon has cursed her, and… maybe it has. Desperate to escape her fate, she and her fierce wolf, Angela, travel to the rumoured resting place of the Rogue Deity, a mythical werewolf prophesied to rise beneath the eighth crimson moon. Coincidentally, on Alinta’s thirtieth birthday. But fate is a cruel thing. Something, or someone is watching. A wolf obsessed. A monster in disguise. One who has waited years to possess her, and now has no intention of letting go. In a world where devotion becomes delusion, and love becomes a weapon, one truth remains: Some mates are chosen by the Moon. Others are stolen by monsters. -------------- Content Warning: This novel contains dark and mature themes, including sexual assault, emotional and psychological abuse, trauma, captivity, and manipulation. While it ultimately becomes a tale of hope, rebirth, and true love, the road is long, raw, and often tragic. Reader discretion is strongly advised.

There are two types of vampires, the good and the bad. A world where vampires are mixed with humans, vampires control humans, killing innocent humans. The royals can't do anything about this, as it is their son Aspen and his friends. One day Aspen comes along a girl named Skylar, does he kill her the very instant he sees her or do they fall in love? -------- I stood there, looking at all the drained bodies. Yes, I am a vampire, in fact I am the prince of vampires. I cleaned the blood of my mouth with my sleeve and walked away towards my house. This feels wrong, killing these worthless humans but at the same time it feels so good, this is what I do for a living. Vampires were born to kill humans, right? That is why we have fangs, right? No one can change my mind about this, not even my mother. ------- Skylar is an innocent girl who has her whole life planned out, meeting the perfect guy, getting married, having children and then slowly dying together. Never did she think she would be the mate of a vampire, not just any vampire, he's the prince and also the bad boy. Aspen is the bad vampire, doesn't care what happens around him, and doesn't care about life. That is until he meets his mate, he never thought that he would be paired with a human, when he doesn't like them but he learns to give in.

That night, I got off work early and brought home some late-night snacks. When I opened the door, I saw a pair of high heels carelessly tossed in the entryway and Gregory’s blazer thrown over the couch. His heavy breathing and the woman’s moans could be heard through the gap between the door and its frame. I was all too familiar with this sight. This time, I did not storm out like I used to. Instead, I sat quietly at the dining table and finished my cold pizza.

My mom kindly took in the daughter of her deceased friend. Unexpectedly, the girl smoked, drank, fought, and refused to improve. She even fell madly in love with the school bully and jumped into a river to prove her love for him. My mom tried to save her, but the girl pushed her head underwater. The girl was rescued and embraced by the bully, but my mom drowned. Reborn, I stopped my mom from jumping in, but she shoved me into the river, shouting, "Why isn't it you jumping in?"

When Matteo Ricci threatens to end our engagement for the 100th time unless I take Lydia Capone's place in the famiglia's drug trial, I don't cry or make a scene. I just sign my name on the engagement termination agreement and calmly hand over the man I've loved for eight years to my twin sister. A few days later, Lydia storms the mafia summit like she owns the room, insulting the Pirelli family and daring anyone to stop her. I'm forced to step in and bear the full weight of her chaos. And now they're saying Lydia's body can't handle the trial after all, so they want me, the older sister, to take her place. The moment I agree, my parents smile at me for the first time in years. Even Matteo, who barely notices me, hovers nearby and murmurs, "Don't be afraid. The trial isn't lethal. When you get out, I'll take you for your favorite spaghetti alla Napoletana." But he has no idea that there's a late-stage stomach cancer diagnosis tucked inside my pocket. No matter what horrors the trial holds, he will never witness me walk out alive.

There was a ten-year gap between me and my sister-in-law, but we got along surprisingly well, especially given that we were both in an absurdly rich family. Then, one day, she came to me, bawling and clutching a photo in her hand. "Your brother is cheating on me! He has a family somewhere else! For more than ten years! I'm getting a divorce!" Crying, I showed her a message I got from my husband's mistress. "That bastard Christopher has a mistress! I'm leaving this home!"

I loved the pup my parents adopted so deeply that I cared for him as if he were my own son. At his slightest request, I willingly braved the storm to search the cliff edges for the plant he needed for tomorrow's assignment. Just as I stumbled toward them, battered and disheveled, I heard him secretly call my sister "mama, and call my mate "Dad”. It turned out my beloved Alpha mate had been cheating all along. He said it was too early for us to have pups, then turned around and started a family with my own sister. And my parents had known all along. They even wanted to force me to step down from my Luna position. The pup I cherished like my own heart cursed me with the most vicious words. Looking at them, I laughed through my tears. They didn't know I was already dead. The Moon Goddess had shown mercy—if I could receive one genuine declaration of love within these seven extra days, I could return to life. But they all wished for my death. I granted their wish. So why did they all regret it when the pack enforcers asked them to identify my body?

นาตาลีหลงรักพ่อเลี้ยงมหาเศรษฐีของเธอมานานมากแล้ว หลังแม่ของเธอจากไปอย่างกะทันหันด้วยอุบัติเหตุทางรถยนต์ ชีวิตของเธอก็พลิกผันอีกครั้งเมื่อพ่อเลี้ยงหมั้นหมายกับผู้หญิงคนใหม่ ในขณะเดียวกันอาเลี้ยงของเธอได้ค้นพบว่านาตาลีมีความรักและปรารถนาต้องห้ามต่อพ่อเลี้ยงของเธอ การโกหกของนาตาลีทำให้เธอโดนบังคับให้ต้องมีบอดี้การ์ดส่วนตัว ชีวิตอันวุ่นวายของเธอยังไม่จบแค่นี้ในเมื่อเธอยังต้องดิ้นรนเพื่อปกปิดความรักต้องห้ามที่ก่อเกิดมาจากรักสมัยเด็กของเธอ สิ่งที่เธอไม่รู้ก็คือโลกมายาอันหลอกลวงกำลังรอเธออยู่ซึ่งจะบีบให้เธอต้องเผชิญหน้ากับความลึกลับและความจริงที่อยู่เบื้องหลังการเสียชีวิตของแม่ของเธอและตัวตนที่แท้จริงของตัวเธอเอง นาตาลีจะจัดการกับความรักและความสัมพันธ์กับชายทั้งสี่อย่างไร การตัดสินใจของเธอจะส่งผลต่อชีวิตและความสัมพันธ์ของเธอกับชายต้องห้ามทั้งสี่คนนี้อย่างไร “ฉันไม่อยากถูกลืมอีกต่อไป ฉันจะให้ความสุขแก่คุณมากจนคุณจะลืมทุกอย่างเกี่ยวกับพี่ชายของฉัน” - เอ็ดเวิร์ด"ฉันจะทำทุกอย่างเพื่อให้คุณปลอดภัย ถ้ามีใครต้องเจ็บ คนๆ นั้นต้องเป็นฉัน..." - แซค"ฉันจะทำทุกอย่างเพื่อให้คุณเป็นของฉัน โปรดรออีกหน่อย" - ลูเซียน"ฉันจะปกป้องเธอเสมอ...แม้จากตัวเธอเอง" - ไรเนอร์บรรณาธิการตรวจแก้โดย ธีรินทร

In the third year after my death, the one who remained faithfully by my wife's side was still the bionic robot I had painstakingly designed. It looked exactly like me and carried within it every detail of my mannerisms, speech, and habits. The only difference was that it never lost its temper with her. Because of that, my wife never sensed anything amiss. Yet each night, she brought home a different man, deliberately testing "me," desperate to see the wild jealousy and rage I once wore so vividly. Then, one day, her childhood sweetheart and first love, shoved "me" off the balcony. It was only then, in her horror, that my wife realized… "I" didn't bleed.