Existence Komikindo

In Ravenstone, a divided town, where wolves dominate and the people are nothing but shadows, Aria Blake has never found her place. An orphan with no memory of who she is, her only belonging is a crescent moon necklace she has had ever since she can remember--and a secret crush on Kian, son to the Alpha, the unattainable man. However, all that changes when she is humiliated, one night at a party. Aria changes before the eyes of the whole school after her necklace is torn on her neck. A human girl, a Wolf? Impossible. Scared and lost, she runs away to the forest and then wakes up with Lucian, the weird outcast wolf by her side. As the town attempts to overcome her change, Aria uncovers a horrifying reality; she is the sole surviving descendant of the Moon Goddess and the only one with the power to end a curse that has been in existence since time.

Isabella Romano's idyllic existence falls apart in just one week. Her engagement and career have been ruined, and the only place she can go is to her father's construction business. Finding herself in front of Dominic Castellano, her dad's business partner, best friend, and the man she's desired since she was eighteen, is the last thing she expects. For years, Dom has avoided contact with Vincent's daughter. She is everything he shouldn't want, off-limits, and prohibited. His good intentions, however, are immediately dashed when she arrives, broken and desperate. A single touch triggers another. An uncontrollable fire is started by a single kiss. With a hunger that had been growing for years, he forced her against the office wall and framed her face with his rough hands before snatching her mouth. "This is insane," he growled against her lips while his fingers entangled themselves in her hair. "Then stop," she said softly. No, he couldn't. He couldn't, God forbid him. As he raised her, plans strewn across the floor, her legs encircled his waist. It was everything he had denied himself: the taste of her, the sensation of her gentle curves on his. She gasped as his lips touched the tender region on her neck. "Dom," she said. "Please—" “Dom? "You in there?" The door opened and Vincent's voice roared in. Both of them froze

"I want your hands on me, inside me. Your mouth, your c**k. Anything to release me from this tension and heat, please do it. Please!!" His growl vibrated through me. "Now was that so hard". --- Have you ever gotten wet just by being gazed at? It's insane, right? That's what I felt when his eyes were on me. My panties soaked immediately and it was my first time feeling so hot. --- One minute, Zerina was in a world where she only knew that humans existed.The next minute, she was being mated, f**ked and claimed by the Lycan King. She has always been hated, whipped and insulted at every turn by her family, by people around her. Her boyfriend cheating on her with her sister. Zerina was devastated. She decided to have one night of fun and that's when she met him. The one man who her family betrayed, she was the price they were to pay. Her father married her off to the cold and ruthless Supreme Alpha King. The very man who she was the only cure to his sickness. The very man who despises her existence and she doesn't know why. She tried to reject him but he refused her rejection, with a promise to make her life a living hell. Zerina begins to uncover dark secrets buried in the past. Her past and present life. So many betrayals. Lies. Dark forces that may threaten everything she has ever know. She feels this dangerous pull that can't be ignored and these dark forces have always been there, breeding silently, waiting for the best time to surface. What happens when they find out about this dark forces especially when it was created by someone from you past life, someone from your immediate family?

cold finger brushed my chin. It was barely there, but it sent a quick, immediate thrill through me, as though my body was unsure whether to retreat or lean in. He raised my head slowly and purposefully. At first I fought; my muscles clenched with terror, but his hold was unbelievably strong, and his touch was commanding but delicate. I had no choice but to follow. Then our eyes connected. My breath caught in the back of my throat. Elara’s lineage was cursed. A werewolf by blood, a witch by fate, and something far more dangerous by destiny. She had spent her life looking forward to the mate ceremony but she gets the shock of her life as he rejects her and she is attacked. Everything that she has ever know about herself is not what it seems. Rejected by her mate, she is hunted by the supernatural council. But the night has other plans. When she falls into the hands of Abbadon, the Vampire King, she expects death. Instead, he saves her, binding their fates in ways neither of them understand. With war looming and the council determined to erase her existence, Elara has no choice but to embrace the darkness within. The witches who should have stood by her have turned against her. The werewolves see her as an abomination. And the council’s most feared enforcers are closing in. When her home is burned to the ground and her family slaughtered, she swears vengeance. No longer just a fugitive, she becomes the storm that will bring the supernatural world to its knees. Will she survive or will she forever be an abomination to be hunted until her death?

Growing up, Sophie's life has been woven from threads of privilege and shame. As the illegitimate daughter of the esteemed Rowling family, she lived in shadows, her identity shaped by the secrets and lies that surround her birth. Despite her family's wealth and status, Sophie's existence felt like a whispered rumor, forcing her to live under the cruel and merciless shadow of her stepsister Mandy, the golden child Mandy was the epitome of everything Sophie could never be: legitimate, adored, and untouched by scandal. While Mandy basked in the spotlight, Sophie was relegated to the shadows, forced to make do with the leftovers – hand-me-down clothes, shoes, and even food. And now, it seemed, she has been reduced to a mere substitute in a marriage arrangement meant for Mandy, a typical hand-me-down marriage. Left to navigate the treacherous landscape of her new family alone, with no genuine support from her husband, Sophie knew she had to stand up for herself and fight for what she believed in.

The air crackled with menace, each syllable a poisoned dart. "You belong to me. You'll serve me. Do this and be quiet if you want to live." These were the ironclad words that slammed down on Miguel and Alejandro, forging a link of fear and obligation. Miguel , a shadow in the city's underbelly, found his deadly profession twisted into a personal debt. A botched hit, a life spared – the mafia prince demanded repayment in flesh and loyalty. Now, Miguel 's existence was tethered to a man he was meant to extinguish. Alejandro, the journalist with a voice too loud for the prince's liking, became collateral damage in this dangerous game. His relentless pursuit of truth had landed him squarely in the crosshairs. One careless encounter, a desperate attempt by Miguel to silence Alejandro's probing questions with a kiss – a spark ignited in the suffocating darkness. It was a kiss meant to quell, but it unfurled a landscape of unexpected desire. Suddenly, the stakes were higher than survival. The illicit touch had awakened a fierce passion, a dangerous intimacy blooming between captor and… something more. Yet, the prince's wrath was a constant shadow, threats lurked in every corner, and the chasm of their circumstances stretched between them like a vast, unforgiving ocean. Could this fragile connection withstand the forces determined to tear them apart? the constant threat of exposure, the weight of their conflicting worlds, and the ever-present danger? Could Alejandro find a way to reconcile his principles with the undeniable pull he felt for his captor? Could Miguel risk the stability of his empire for a love born in captivity? Would their love become a casualty of the very danger that brought them together, or would they fight to keep its flame alive against impossible odds?

When her father died, Lila Moreti lost more than family, she lost the empire he built. The position she thought was hers was handed to her former best friend, the one who vanished from her life without explanation. But grief is nothing compared to the secret that should have been buried with her birth. Lila’s existence is forbidden, born of a bloodline where human and wolf should never have crossed. In a world where blood decides power, hers is a taboo. Her survival is no longer about boardrooms or betrayals. It’s about outrunning the doom written into her blood. Because in this world, a girl like Lila is not meant to exist.

Ceci est une série en trois parties, rassemblées en un seul endroit. Skylar veut juste être une atout pour sa meute. Elle est la fille du Bêta et son frère est destiné à prendre le titre après sa graduation. Son père ne veut rien avoir à faire avec elle et la diminue constamment pour les choses qu’elle accomplit. Elle est en tête de sa classe à l’école et la meilleure guerrière, mais personne ne le sait car elle se cache autant que possible dans l’ombre. Ses intimes la torturent, mais ne sont jamais attrapés. Elle les affronte encore et encore pour protéger d’autres membres innocents de sa meute. Son frère et ses amis ignorent son existence et tout ce qu’elle veut faire est de sortir d’une meute qui ne semble pas la vouloir et devenir une Guerrière Élitte pour le Roi Alpha. Elle veut se sentir désirée et acceptée quelque part. Son monde change complètement lorsqu’une nouvelle fille apparaît et décide de devenir amie avec Skylar après une séance d’entraînement intense. Elle fait sortir Skylar des ombres et met à jour le côté sombre des membres de la meute et de la culture de la meute. Skylar peut-elle dépasser son passé et vivre la vie qu’elle veut ?

(La vengeance, la renaissance, la traversée, l’ex-homme regrette et demande sans cesse le pardon)Julie a perdu la vie le jour de son anniversaire de mariage avec Roland. Après huit années de mariage avec cet homme, elle avait consacré la majeure partie de sa vie à des compromis pour le bien de son époux, mais son existence a finalement basculé dans la misère, culminant avec son éviction au moyen de contrats de divorce. À la suite de la séparation, un diagnostic impitoyable de cancer en phase terminale est tombé, la condamnant à languir dans un hôpital, attendant une dernière visite de Roland.C’était le jour de la Saint-Valentin, et la neige abondante. L’homme n’était toujours pas venu. Regrettant profondément, elle se répétait : « Roland... si je pouvais tout recommencer, mon cœur ne te serait plus jamais encombré. »Mais quand elle s’est réveillée, elle s’est retrouvée à l’âge de dix-huit ans ! Elle avait juré de ne plus jamais répéter les erreurs du passé cette fois et avait fui frénétiquement tout ce qui était associé à l’homme qui l’avait blessée profondément. Cependant, alors qu’elle cherchait à s’éloigner de Roland, l’homme s’approchait dangereusement. Sa voix résonnant tel un chant de sirène démoniaque dans le couloir : « Julie, épouse-moi, je t’aime... Ne me quitte pas… »

Entering a one-sided love isn't easy, especially if the relationship you have is only for a business. "Why do you have to be alive?" My lips loosened up as I sensed the bitterness in his voice. It is as if he hates my existence so much that he has to do something for me to be gone already. "Why do you even need to be existed in this fucking world if you're just going to ruin my life!" Ciara Hilvano is an innocent and martyr wife who always gets violated by her husband and makes her feel that she's an unwanted wife. This guy really doesn't have any idea that the girl he was hurting and almost killed everyday was secretly suffering from the cancer in heart. The time came when Ciara's life was in big trouble. She almost died because someone tried to threaten her life. What if Ciara can no longer cope with the challenges and trials of her life? What if she just let her own death fetch her? Will Tyron regret all the things he did to Ciara? What if Ciara dies? Will he cry?