Fates Hand

When a dangerous Lycan King goes wild, the gods must find him a mate to tame the dangerous beast in him. The gods plan quickly backfires when both parties discover that they had a hand which makes Athena reject the Lycan king Immediately, the Lycan king goes on another killing spree to gain his rejected mates attention, will this bring them back or tear them apart

Died at the hand of her beloved husband, Maya realized her whole marriage was a joke. Watching her husband leaving with her dying on the floor, Maya cursed and cried and fell apart, only to wake up to her wedding day! This time she won't live for anyone but herself, and she won't let androcentrism ruin her career, her marriage and her life!

“Amara Cross, are you trying to drive me insane? I agree to go to a club and find you swaying like a pro whore, throwing your ass at hungry eyes, and you are proud of it too.” His grip crushed my arms, sharp and painful. My hand slipped between my thighs, pressing hard, pain mixing with heat, and he did not notice. But when he saw my bloodshot eyes, he let out a hot, frustrated breath. “Amara, are you drunk?” I nodded, confused. Tears spilled like a flood, driven by that brutal pulse burning deep inside me. “Dean Dorian, I am very drunk.” His eyes widened. Then they darkened even more. “What nonsense are you saying, little girl? What did you take to end up like this?” I was shaking. A soft moan escaped me as my fingers pressed harder. I could not hold it in anymore. I covered my mouth, then dropped my hand, speaking to him in miserable pleasure. “Dean Dorian, touch me.” I whispered it, begging. His eyes, drowned in darkness, searched my face like a man looking for salvation. Everything stopped when his hand settled on the back of my head. He leaned in and crushed his mouth against mine, hungry and savage. ------------------- Amara Cross did not enter university looking for love. She entered to survive. A quiet scholarship student with no one behind her, carrying a fragile past, dreaming of one thing only. Safety. But on a dark night, on a road with no mercy, a man saves her. A man who was never supposed to be part of her life. Dorian Vale. The university dean. Powerful. Cold. Controlling. Dangerous. What starts as silent rescue turns into attention. Then protection. Then obsession with no rules. He knows everything. Watches her. Decides for her.

Jassmyine (Jesus Christ's twin sister) roams earth with the mission to ultimately bring humanity and salvation to a world full of sin. In effort to complete her fathers wishes and what her brother started Jassmyine must make the ultimate choice between humanity or her true love Michael (right hand of God). Will she fall from grace or will man kind fall once and for all?

An Omega who had just been accused of killing her Alpha. But even she, couldn't recall what had happened that night and how she ended up having her hand stained with blood and the Alpha died. Now, she's saved from the punishment by the Alpha's Older brother, but she will have a great price to pay, As the Alpha takes control of her life.

After an unexpected miscarriage, I left my ward in search of Victor. I saw him inside the doctor’s office. Just as I was about to knock on the door, I overheard their conversation. “Give my wife a hysterectomy. I don’t need her to bear me any children.” Victor Gayes pulled the woman beside him to face the doctor, his hand rubbing her belly. “The baby inside her belly will be my only child. You must protect it no matter what.” I knew the woman very well. She was Victor’s secretary of three years, Rachel Aniston. Victor reminded the doctor again and again, sternly and anxiously. “You have to give her the best medicine. I won’t allow anything to go wrong with this baby!” I pulled my hand back, all my blood running cold. To think Victor would do something so heartless to me, just after I lost our baby. To think my faith in him would become a dagger, stabbed straight into my heart. If love had another face, it would probably be letting these feelings go with a smile.

He gropes my breast harshly forcing a moan out of my lips, I squeezed my thigh together instantly feeling an ache on my clit down there, creaming my thong. I didn't know how it happened but I was fully stark naked, my firm boobs bouncing out freely in his views. He pressed on me harder with his mouth on my ear lobe " I, Orion do not share what is mine and you are MINE!" He didn't leave a room for response as his hot mouth now on my left breast, his hand kneading the right one. I groaned louder unable to articulate how to handle those heavy feelings. He lifted me off my feet and carried me to the bed kissing me the whole time, With a soft bounce I fell onto the mattress, his hand caressing my inner thigh, my head rocked back against the pillow, he pushed his finger under my thong after kneading my swollen clit so much, I groaned loudly arching my back and shuddered beneath him.

Marriage is a sacred union that ties two people together. It brings happiness and boons in life along with love and admiration for each other, but not every time! The marriage of conservative village girl Naina Kumari and the rich businessman Sameer Pratap Singh could be anything but a blessing. They were stuck in a relationship in the name of marriage, and the reason was a promise which was made by Sameer's father to Naina's father at the last moment. On the one hand, Naina had only one dream guy, Sameer, but on the other hand, Sameer was in a relationship with another girl. Eventually, This forced marriage brought a huge amount of hatred in Sameer toward Naina, which she had to bear. It's not easy to bear the hatred of loved ones but the strong girl tried her best to save her loveless marriage. Only Sameer wasn't enough to make her life difficult. Much more suspense came into her life when Devil gave an entry into her life. Making her life upside down. Numerous mysteries are going to be revealed that will change her life. How will be their journey with lots of drama, suspense, mystery, and romance? Stay tuned to know further. Sequel of this Book is, Oh My Hitler Boss.

After a heart-pounding hunt, the pack gathered under the full moon for a celebration. Because of my contribution, I earned the right to bathe in the Sacred Spring and feast on the Stag King's meat. Just as I was about to take a bite, Emily Carter yanked it from my plate. "This isn't for you!" she snapped. In the pack, our roles were similar, but I outperformed her at every turn. She had been targeting me for months. I ignored her and reached for another piece, sliding it into my mouth. "Are you even listening to me?" she screamed, charging at me. Her hand shot up, ready to slap me. The next second, I grabbed her wrist and tossed her aside. Emily landed on the ground with a growl, her face twisted in fury. "You arrogant little wench! My father is the great Alpha King, Hyde Sullivan! How dare you?" she continued, her voice cracking with rage. "I'm revoking your Sacred Spring privileges!" I pressed a hand to my mouth, letting out a quiet laugh. Hyde was my uncle, and he never had offspring. I was his only successor.

The day Yancy Shepherd died, Benedict Page poisoned our dinner. His eyes were wild, and bloodshot, as he watched me writhe in agony. There was a madness in his gaze, but worse was the hatred, a disgust so deep it twisted his face into something unrecognizable. "If it weren't for you forcing your way into our lives, Yancy wouldn’t have died from heartbreak. You ruined us! It’s all your fault!" A photo slipped from his trembling hand and landed at my feet—Yancy at twenty, looking radiant, her smile as bright as a blooming flower. I collapsed to the ground, my strength fading fast like a rose withering in the final grasp of winter. Helpless, I waited for the darkness to claim me, consumed by despair and bitter regret. Why hadn’t I listened to the system and killed him when I had the chance? But when I opened my eyes again, everything was different. I stood watching Benedict flee our engagement ceremony. My brother moved to chase after him, but I quietly raised a hand, stopping him. This time, things would be different.