End Of Harry Potter

"I don't know why the moon goddess blessed me with a mate when being mateless was my punishment. But once your fate is written with mine, love me or hate me....you are mine. MINE!" *** Being assigned to kill the head-hearted barbarous Alpha, Ven went to his territory willingly after their first meeting. But the thing she didn't know then was, he was an immortal, like her. She wanted to find a way to end her immortality and in that journey, a mysterious man asked her to kill Aragon. Meeting Aragon was pre-planned by that mysterious man, but feeling some unavoidable affection was fate. When he was desperate to keep her by his side, she badly needed to leave him. Why so? Because she was no one ordinary. She herself was made of poison. Even a single scratch from her was enough to kill. She didn't want to kill him anymore, neither she wanted him to know about her reality. She was fated to be his mate but no way he could mark her. Not that her poisons would kill him, but it would make his life worse than death. And he had a magical universe to protect. Could he accept her like a poison damsel when it was harmful to his pack? How would they remove the curse to accept each other when it was their punishment of some sins from a past life? Was it even possible? And also who was the mysterious man to pave the way for their journey? Was it a selfless help for two love birds or a selfish trap for two powerful immortals? Being bound to protect the magical world, were they fated to be together or moon goddess planned to fall them apart?

Shy Del Mundo, a medical student at that time fell in love with his best friend who was the heir to a huge conglomerate company in the Philippines and is still in love with his ex. As they try to work their friendship-turn-into-passionate relationship, they find themselves filing a divorce afterward. Will a second chance be possible? Will they end up happy this time? What about Quest who was there when Shy needed Pierce the most? ** I only know three things: First, that he hurt me, Second, he changed me, And third, that I will not let him enter my peaceful life again, NEVER. WARNING: Matured content read at your own risk. My characters are undergoing character development first so you won't see adult scenes at the beginning of the story, because it'll take time for them. If you encounter any error while reading please feel free to contact me or comment so I can check and rewrite it, I'm just starting to learn and there are probably some things that I missed out so bear with me. Hi! I'm Níght.

Luca let himself be kissed, feeling Scarlett’s skin beneath his hands. He caressed her back, slowly moving his way down. This time her senses were alert and not muddled from the ale. His coarse hands moving through her body made Scarlett shiver with pleasure. ***** In a world where humanity battles to survive the constant attacks of the blood-drinking Hova, the warrior tribe of women called the Karainas fight back. With their fire magic, they have defended their lands for centuries. Scarlett is the first person to become a Karaina without having any magic, and she has the strength, skills, and speed to prove her worth. But her journey partners her up with the most unlikely allies of all: the enemy.

I was a mermaid from the deep sea. Out of curiosity and playfulness, I was caught by a fisherman and endured unbearable torment. Just when I was on the brink of death, Trevon Chapman happened to pass by and saved me. So, I gave up my identity as a mermaid princess, left the ocean behind, and followed him into the human world. For five years after our marriage, Trevon granted my every wish and showered me with affection. I truly believed I had found a safe harbor I could depend on for the rest of my life—until fate struck with its cruelest blow. Trevon's childhood sweetheart had fallen gravely ill, and only a mermaid’s tail could save her. I begged him desperately, but he responded with chilling indifference. "You're only losing your legs. Corinne is losing her life. Are you really that heartless? You're just going to watch her die?" "Besides, you can’t return to the sea anymore. That tail means nothing to you now. From now on, I’ll be your legs." After the surgery, I sat in a wheelchair, running my hand over the empty fabric where my legs should have been, and calmly demanded a divorce. Trevon pulled Corinne into his arms, sneering. "You're neither human nor fish now—a monster. Without me, the only road left for you is death." Yet in the end, when I transformed back into a mermaid and leapt into the sea, his cries and desperate sobs echoed across the waves.

My name is Addison Calder. During my first heat as an adult werewolf, Morgan Flint suddenly announces that he wants to end things. I can't stop crying—not from a broken heart but because the torment of my mating cycle is consuming me from within. Gripping his sleeve tightly, I lean closer, attempting to kiss away the tension. Impatient, Morgan shoves me toward his older brother, Tucker Flint. "Hey, Tucker. Addie's drunk and losing it. Can you help calm her down?" As Tucker steps forward, Morgan leans in and whispers, "Keep an eye on her. Don't let any other men get close. I'm only breaking up with her for now. Once I'm done fooling around, I'll get back together with her." Tucker nods and gently lifts me into the car. "It hurts, doesn't it?" he says softly. Overwhelmed by the pain, I clutch his tie with tears streaming down my face. "Please… Help me," I plead. Tucker's pupils contract, his voice low and hoarse. "And how exactly do you want me to help you?" In a flash, I lean in and press my lips to his. "Kiss me… or let me kiss you." Our passionate kiss melts away much of the tension gnawing at me. Noticing Tucker's reddened ears, I grab his tie once more. "Will you take me home?"

Abigail, a struggling writer, time-travels to 19th century France, landing in the lavender fields of Provence. There she meets Vincent, a solitary artist with a mysterious past. Together, they explore the land and inspire each other's work, leading to a passionate, yet doomed, affair. As the hourglass drains, Abigail must choose between her modern life or her love for Vincent in the past

"Was there something I could have done, to make your heart long for me?To make you see me as your dream the way I see you as mine?” "Nothing is better than to both say our goodbyes, so let’s just let it go Russe. Goodbye.” she vanished into the eerie night with her bag. Russe continued staring at the spot she vanished from, and with tears welling up in his eyes he fell to his knees. “I love you Adel!” he whispered. Nothing would hurt a powerful werewolf more than being rejected by his mate and that’s what happen to Russe, the Alpha of the Teros Pack. After years of being in love and then rejected on the wedding day, he vowed never to get married to another woman, except that the moon goddess’s prophecy really gave him no way out. The moon goddess gave a prophecy decades ago stating “The Alpha who is rejected by his mate must not be without an offspring for the throne. When he begat a first son with the Xenakis, the hybrid one regardless of her mate must be sacrificed for he whose eyes is as cloudy as the sky. Tribulation awaits the Teros Pack until a new offspring is born.” His mate rejected him for a human she was pregnant for, and now he drunkenly impregnated the Xenakis's only female warrior. Finding out his unborn son would be born disabled wasn't the end of his nightmare, even his mate’s hybrid child had to be sacrificed for his own disabled child. Torn between his lingering feelings for his mate and his fatherly love for this disabled child, Russe has to make the decision or someone else will. But who is the enemy? The cause of this whole misery?

Elena, a young girl known as the disgraced wolfless princess, confronts the harsh reality of royal life, discovering that her trusted friends are not as loyal as she thought. Meanwhile, Ryker and his family are bound to a life of servitude to the goddess. They learn fate and love are not always intertwined. Between Ryker’s obsession with young princess, his brother’s dark past, and his sister’s unforeseen destiny, twists and turmoil intertwine them with the royal family, leaving them shattered and their mission to the goddess unfulfilled. Jealousy, betrayal, lust, and love weave a complex tapestry, leading them through unexpected twists. Preview: “You try to belittle me, but it’s not going to work,” I taunted. “Do I look like a little girl?” She straightened, her glare fierce and untamed, canines protruding as she challenged me. “On the outside, you look like a warrior goddess, but I see in your eyes the little girl begging to be played with,” I retorted, trying to get under her skin. “And you look like a sick man with too much power on the outside, but I see the impediment boy whose daddy never really loved him inside you,” her smirk revealed she’d struck a nerve. I couldn't hold back. I stood, pulling her up by her neck and slamming her into the wall, my feral growls echoing. “You’ll be careful how you speak to me. I can sense your strength, but trust me, I will overpower you.” Her claws dug into my wrist, more growls erupted. My canines poised to end her life, but she welcomed the confrontation. “You’ll never control me!” She declared defiantly. “No? You don’t think I can make you submit?” I challenged, my wolf and I ready to teach her a lesson.

The night my father collapsed, I learned some men negotiate with money… but Noah Thorne negotiates with lives. I never planned to marry a billionaire CEO, especially not the man my father owed $50,000 to. But when the hospital demanded an $80,000 deposit before surgery, life made the choice for me. While my mother sobbed in a cold hallway, Noah’s bodyguard arrived with an offer, an arranged marriage, a contract marriage that would clear the debt and cover every medical bill. When I confronted Noah, he presented the terms without cruelty: one year, no intimacy, public appearances only, and freedom after. He believed he was offering mercy but I felt like beautifully packaged captivity. Desperation crushed pride, and I signed. Our “marriage” was a seven-minute formality, no vows, no meaning. Moving into his penthouse was like stepping into a museum built to contain silence. Publicly, we were the perfect romance. Privately, we were strangers navigating a fragile arrangement thick with unspoken tension. Complications followed us: Noah’s elegant, smug ex who treated me like a placeholder, and my own ex-boyfriend, whose sudden reappearance triggered jealousy in Noah he couldn’t hide. Arguments, silences, and late-night moments softened something between us. Slowly, painfully, the man behind the empire emerged, the lonely boy shaped by loss, abandonment, and guarded walls. We began to care. We tried to deny it. Feelings weren’t in the contract but feelings don’t read contracts. Near the end of the year, Noah pulled away. I thought he wanted freedom. He signed the release papers with steady hands and a breaking heart. I was almost gone when he whispered the truth: “Please don’t go.” We tore up the contract. A year later, we married again, this time for love, not survival. This time, I chose him

Amaryah is an adventurous young lady of an elite clan well-known for cultivating successful followers. For fools who didn't know any better, Amaryah is nothing but a failure. But for people who met her face to face, they know she is never short of power nor is she inferior to others. Even without the aid of an elemental spirit, her techniques and spiritual level are high enough to take any user on one-on-one. However some people may be awed and amazed, hate and displeasure are always inevitable. People who harbor enough hatred would do anything to drag someone down. So once the origins of Amaryah and the history of her family were revealed, she ended up getting executed and burned like how her ancestors met their demise. But this is too abrupt of an ending, and there's a reason why legends are called legends.