Faint Lirik

"I want to be completely yours." I whispered and his lips parted slightly. "You sure-" he cleared his throat. " I mean, are you aware that I'm-" "Would you forgive me then?" I asked and a few seconds later, his gaze met mine which was softened than earlier and nodded his head. "Then take me right away." I whispered and his brows shot up in a bit surprise at my statement but quickly his expression replaced into a faint smile. "B-But I don't want to take advantage of this situation." he muttered. "But I want to." _____________ Isabella White is a talented girl who brought up from a wealthy family. She chose to be a babysitter as she's fond of kids. But she never thought that her dream job would change her life into upside down until she meets him. Christian Roberts is one of the youngest billionaires in the world and he's the guy every girl wanted and every guy wanted to be. Eventhough he's an arrogant beast to the people around him, he's the best dad her daughter could ever ask for. What would happen if the opposite attracts? What would be the consequences when they find out their past lives? ****** Trust me, this story takes you to an emotional rollercoaster ride if you read until the end.

We all hear about "the girl next door", or the girl tamed the bad boy. But, what happens when the bad boy meets his match? Bad girl by nature, independent by force. Sienna learns the hard way, to never trust anyone but yourself to look out for you. Possessive by nature, bad boy by reputation. Zander is renowned for his possessive attitude and dominant way of life. In a world without packs, A world rising from ruin, a moon goddess with a paw to grind and a bone to pick, and 2 hot headed polar opposites. Recipe for disaster. But throw in the fact the only way to bring packs back and have the chaos return to some sort of civility is that of the shifter games? Nothing could possibly go wrong, could it? Shifter games are not for the faint of heart, and definantly only for those who believe they can lead their kind to prosperity. But with leadership comes bumps in the road and alliances with those you never thought you would ever turn to. It also comes with great responsibility. Are they cut out for it? Do they have what it takes to make it out on top of one the most gruesome and ruthless tests the goddess herself has created, in order to test their kind to the best of their abilities to rightfully obtain leadership through sheer grit, cunning and strength? Join sienna and zander on their journey to find out. Let the shifter games begin!

He slid his hands to my lower back, pressing me to his solid chest. “Do you have any mark on your body?” he whispered, his warm breath brushing against my ear. My heart thudded—not only from his nearness, but from his question. I still didn’t know what the mark meant. “No,” I lied. **** The night Emily Harpar is meant to shift, grief swallows her wolf, leaving behind only a faint crescent mark burned into her skin. Raised and mistreated in the kitchens of a powerful beta family, Emily loses everything—her mother, her dignity, and the mate who rejects her. Branded disgraced, she is sold into slavery… and claimed by the most dangerous ruler of all. Damian Stone, the feared Lycan King, is dying. Poisoned and sustained by a heart transplant, his human soul lies dormant while his ruthless lycan spirit, Malric, controls his body. With only three full moons before madness consumes him, Malric must find the Luna Healer marked by a crescent moon. Time is running out, and the mate he can’t resist is hiding the very mark that could save him. If the truth is discovered, she will be killed. If he chooses her, he will lose everything.

“I have some trash to take out.” Hailey’s faint smile didn’t reach her eyes as she turned towards her best friend.“Will you help me, Iris?” Iris pouts in confusion, she had no idea what Hailey meant. “ Trash?What are you talking about?” “You can help me take out my trash right?” Hailey remained persistent. “You’re my best friend Iris…you’ll help me, won't you?” What Iris didn’t know was that Hailey wasn’t talking about garbage, she was talking about betrayal! ******************************** Betrayed by the two people she least expected;her husband and her best friend. Trapped in a loveless marriage, poisoned in secret, and discarded like she was nothing. Hailey thought her story had ended in cold blood and regret. But death wasn't the end,it was only the beginning. Reborn with the knowledge and scars of her past life,she has only one mission; take back her life and destroy theirs. This time,she won't be the naive woman who lost everything…she'll be the mastermind pulling the strings.And when revenge comes, it won't just be sweet…it will be devastating! Yet, fate has its own cruel twists, and as Hailey reshapes her destiny, she finds herself caught in a battle of love, betrayal, and power that could cost her everything once more.

**BOOK RE-EDIT ON ALL CHAPTERS** Welcome to Rockshore Bay, a charming coastal city nestled between rugged cliffs and the vast, untamed ocean. The salty tang of the sea hangs heavy in the air, mingling with the faint aroma of freshly baked bread wafting from the local bakery. But beneath this idyllic facade lies a world veiled in shadows—a world where ancient powers stir and the supernatural thrives. Here, danger lurks behind every corner, hidden in the flicker of streetlights and the whispers of the waves. It is in this city, where the mundane and the extraordinary collide, that the fates of two fractured souls are set to intertwine. Beneath the serene surface lies a world protected by ancient powers, where caramel-skinned Hugo Griffin, a black-haired, sea-green-eyed werewolf, navigates the complexities of his dual life. Unlike traditional Alphas born into leadership, Hugo is a bitten werewolf who fought his way to become the formidable leader of the Ocean Crest Pack—the most powerful on the East Coast. But even as he commands respect, Hugo battles the darkness within himself, a shadow that threatens to consume him entirely. Inland, Sarai Carter—a feisty, raven-haired young woman with sapphire-blue eyes—is rediscovering her strength after escaping the clutches of a toxic relationship. Longing for love but haunted by the fear of a curse that condemns her to loneliness, Sarai faces a crossroads. As Hugo’s burdens grow heavier and Sarai tries to heal, their paths collide in a whirlwind of passion and pain. Both are fighting their inner demons, but when they come together, will they find redemption or ruin?

Elariana is nothing more than a broken, white-haired servant in the very pack that condemned her parents. Her power is bound, her spirit crushed into the lowest Omega rank, while Kian—the son of the current Alpha—treats her with merciless cruelty. She’s wasting away before everyone’s eyes, kept alive only by the faint growl of her inner wolf. No one knows that the fragile, submissive girl is in truth the last descendant of the Ancient and Most Powerful Wolf Bloodline. Zander—known as Zane—is the Alpha of a rival pack. A furious, possessive man ruled by primal instincts. The world fears him as the strongest Alpha alive, whispered to have even killed his own brother. Yet through the dark haze of his rage, an unexpected encounter breaks through. When Zane senses the fated bond, his wild, protective instinct surges to the surface. With a single, brutal look, he claims the abused girl as his own, declaring that his Little One is now the Mate of the great Alpha. But trust cannot be bought. Zane battles the shadows of his past, while Elariana fears the dominance that the Alpha embodies. And when a vicious rumor spreads—that Elariana is a spy planted by his enemies—will Zane’s raging wolf see through the crimson haze before he shatters the heart of the last heir to the Ancient Bloodline?

Back when we were still in love, I heard from someone else that Charlie Grant had been getting unusually close to his secretary. He never offered an explanation. He let me dig for the truth on my own. Over the past five years, I quietly collected countless photos of them together—having lunch, leaving late-night meetings, even traveling for business—but none of them offered conclusive proof of cheating. Until the day he proposed to me. There was a giant screen set up. It was supposed to play a romantic video Charlie had prepared just for the proposal, but the screen suddenly cut to something else. A video of Charlie at a hospital, standing beside his secretary as she underwent a pregnancy check-up. In the video, the doctor clearly referred to Charlie as her husband… and the father of her child. His secretary burst into tears on the spot and apologized to me repeatedly. She sobbed as though she were the victim. Charlie, however, stood there with a cold expression and said flatly, "She's an unwed mother. She was helpless. I was just accompanying her for the checkup. The doctor must've misunderstood." Everyone braced for a dramatic scene. However, I didn’t scream. I didn’t cry. I only reached up and slowly removed the delicate flower hairpiece from my head. I set the hairpiece down. Then I looked Charlie in the eyes and spoke calmly. "You're right. It is sad that she’s pregnant and all alone. "This marriage proposal was meant for her. Not me." I gave a faint smile. "May you enjoy a blissful life. And… congratulations on the baby."

My name is Elle. I am a beta female, but I live like an omega. Sometimes I don't even know what's better for me. I hoped that when I turned 18 my life would change. But everything got worse. At the age of 18, every werewolf knows his wolf. My wolf did not appear. In the last year I was simply wolfless. My mate rejected me and he is my the biggest nightmare. But it is said that hope dies last, so until the last moment of my life I will believe that something good is prepared for me in this world as well. Like I said, I'm Elle Parker. In the eyes of some, the most insignificant omega. But is that really the case? QUICK PREVIEW I would like to believe that this is possible. Moon Goddess ... can I get my rejection back? Please... I take a deep breath, look up to the sky and hopefully say: "I alpha Brandon Taylor take back my rejection and accept you Elle Parker as my mate, as my luna, as anythig you want to be in my life. I TAKE IT BACK!" Then I fall to my knees crying. I feel a huge pain in my chest that seems to suffocate me, I lie down on the ground and close my eyes feeling how I slowly start to faint but not before hearing just like in a dream a warm and tender voice. "I, Moon Goddess, accept your request!"

In New York’s Upper East Side, there were two heirs. One was a speed-obsessed daredevil dominating the racetracks, the other was a brilliant actuary who controlled the flow of capital. Born into powerful families and polar opposites in temperament, yet they grew up side by side as each other’s only best friend. They had fought over girls and bickered endlessly over racing bets. However, at fifteen, there was one thing they did in perfect unison. They each put on the same roughly carved bronze badge. They were trinkets Mia had idly made during a craft class, marked only by a faint “M” scratched on the back. Back then, Mia was seated in the last row of the classroom. Her background was a complete mystery to everyone. Yet they wore that badge for ten whole years. Whether standing on the F1 podium or locking in billion-dollar trades at the exchange, the cheap little badge on their chests never changed. Until Ella showed up. She was the cherished daughter of a rising conglomerate family. She hand-stitched two gold-thread fabric patches and gifted them to them. The patches looked so ordinary they looked like the kind of trinket you would find three for a dollar at a flea market. And yet, they both replaced their bronze badges with her plain patches. Mia did not say anything. She simply folded away an old newspaper clipping with a photo of the three of them smiling together. That night, she called her father in Sicily. Her voice was emotionless. “Papa, I accept the marriage arrangement.”

In the final year of my bond with vampire lord Saul, the curse of our pact struck, and I was overwhelmed by agony, but my lord was nowhere to be found. He had gone out. He left me to suffer. Alone. When the door finally creaked open the next morning, I looked up through bloodshot eyes—hope flickering like a dying candle. But he wasn't alone. He carried an unconscious woman in his arms, her head resting against his chest like she belonged there. Ignoring me as I curled up on the floor in pain, he first carried the woman to his room and called the old butler anxiously. "Jacinda's passed out. Hurry! Check if she's all right!" The old butler cautiously pleaded on my behalf, hoping our lord could save me first, but Saul frowned and interrupted: "Jacinda is in danger, and I have no mind to drink her blood now. She just needs to pull through herself. Believe me, she won't die. Right now, the priority is to save Jacinda." A frown and a glance in my direction was his only response to the old butler's desperate plea. With my only hope shattered, I clenched my teeth and slashed several long wounds on my arms and hands to drain blood for self-rescue. After a long period of weak convulsions, the curse of the pact finally ended. I lay in a pool of blood, sending a message with my last faint consciousness. "I promise I will leave him."