Fists Of Fury

“This wedding is going to destroy the lives of those involved, so why don’t you call it off before it is too late?” She finally speaks up looking me dead in the eyes after hesitating for a while “Call it off?” I scoff as I shake my head no one really understands how badly I want this to end, but I am just so helpless because a lot is at stake for me “You are in the best position to call this wedding off, because if Eden tries it, she has to risk getting disowned by her father so I really hope you can put her out of her misery because she doesn’t deserve any of this at all” she concludes and I scoff again “Well, it’s not like you can put your best friend out of her misery by substituting her as the bride, so stop building castles in the air by thinking you call of the marriage alliance that means so much to both the Kings and the Westons” I advice her “if you can’t do it…” she says clenching her fists “ …I assure you that I will” she says in a resolute voice before storming out of my presence

A lifetime ago, Chu Xun was shackled and thrown in jail on false charges. For three whole years, he suffered extraordinary torment from his cellmates every day. Even though he had escaped death many times, he still died from his cellmates' fists the day before he was to be released.After death, Chu Xun transmigrated to a different world of cultivation, where cultivation was the one true path. Carrying the weight of his hatred, Chu Xun began to cultivate in hopes of becoming an Immortal Emperor, who could manipulate heaven and earth and travel through time. After painstaking cultivation of three thousand years, he succeeded. Then he sacrificed all his cultivation without hesitation and returned to the day before he was to be released.This life, he wanted to find out the truth and the one behind his murder in last life. He would continue to cultivate and strengthen himself so that the tragedy would not repeat itself. He wanted to master his own destiny.In this life, what people would Chu Xun encounter and what experience of love and hate would he have with them? What difficulties would he encounter and how would he overcome? The answer is the book.

I caught my fiancé, Nico Falcone, in bed with my own cousin, Bianca Rossi. Right before our wedding. When I confronted him, he just called the whole thing off and ran me out of New York. I didn’t see him again for five years. Then came the charity gala for the New York Families. There he was. Nico. He pulled me aside, saying he felt bad for the state I was in. He offered to make me his mistress. I told him to go to hell. He got ugly. The whole room was laughing. Whispering how an outcast like me had no business showing my face in New York. I clenched my fists, the sound of their mockery ringing in my ears. Just then, the entire ballroom went dead silent. Every head bowed in respect. Don Lucas, the most feared man in New York, was walking slowly toward us. He stopped right in front of me. With the whole room watching, he dropped to one knee. He took my hand—the one Nico had squeezed red—and kissed it. His voice was dangerously low. “Who hurt my future wife?”

Damon: She stalks toward me gracefully, that murderous gleam in her eyes, and the energy of her powers buzzing through the air. She looks like she wants to end me, and she could. She could engulf me in flames right here and right now without lifting a finger. It should disturb me, it should make me tremble, but instead I nearly fall to my knees before her in worship. She has already destroyed me, yet I'm ready to beg her to do it again, consequences be damned. Aylin: My chest heaves, and my fists clench as I slowly walk over to the wall I have him bound to with my magic. That forsaken part of my mind whispers at me to burn this castle to the ground, let us both burn and perish here in our own misery and the shattered pieces of this demented love we have for each other. Yet when his red eyes meet mine, they're only filled with adoration. My own heart stutters in response, but I continue to stalk forth. This is the sequel to "Alpha's Fallen Angel", this book will not make sense if you don't read that first

My mate, Xander Smith, falls into the Red Moon pack's fire trap when he's out. I'm burned, heavily injured, and rendered unconscious while saving him. When I blearily come to in the clinic, I hear him tell the healer to kill my wolf. "Are you sure? Ophelia bore your heir. How can you hurt her wolf?" The healer's hand trembles as he clutches a silver needle. He's unwilling to be so cruel to me. However, Xander says firmly, "Dahlia is back, and I want her to attend the appointment ceremony as the mother of my heir. The only way to stop Ophelia from fighting Dahlia for this is by making her as weak as an Omega. "Dahlia has already been banished from the Red Moon pack after losing her mate. I can't let the werewolves in the New Moon pack scorn her. As for Ophelia… she'll forever be my Luna." I clench my fists and squeeze my eyes shut. My love for him dies as my wolf does. Since Xander insists on giving another woman a place in his life, it's time for me to take my leave.

"Were you ever going to tell me?" Lucas snapped, his eyes darkening as he threw the papers and pictures at my face. I didn't need to look at them to know what they were. My heart sank at the pain and look of betrayal in his eyes, but he had hurt me more, and he had no right to play the victim here. "How was I supposed to not do that? You disappeared without a trace!" I yelled back in anger, my fists clenching at my sides as I tried not to cry. Losing her virginity to Lucas was a dream come true for Audrey until he vanished without anything but a goodbye note. She became a single mom and moved on, raising her son on her own and working to take care of them both. Five years went by like a flash and Lucas returned with his fiancee, but this time as her new boss and he didn't even remember who she was. Fate and destiny played a game of second chance, bringing the lost lovers back together. Would they be able to ignore the flame that kindled whenever they were together? Will they let go of the past and embrace the possible future? Or will they let history repeat itself?

Alonso’s voice was icy, his words cutting through the tension in the room. “You don’t need a reminder of why you’re here. That should always be clear in your mind.” Skyla clenched her fists, her chest tightening with a mix of anger and sadness. “I know,” she replied, her voice trembling but firm. The weight of his words and the truth behind them pressed heavily on her heart. Skyla Parker, a free-spirited artist with dreams of opening her own gallery, is forced into an arranged marriage with Alonso Ignacio, a wealthy but emotionally closed-off investor, by her father,Vincent parker ,a greedy struggling businessman, to save his failing business. Threatened with disownment if she refuses, Skyla reluctantly agrees. Alonso, who views love as a weakness and the marriage as a purely transactional deal, agrees to the union to secure a lucrative business partnership and to provide a mother figure for his young son. Despite their initial resentment and clashing personalities, their cold arrangement begins to thaw as they spend more time together. Skyla and Alonso discover the unexpected moments of vulnerability and passion., But when Vincent’s manipulations threaten to tear them apart, they must decide: will their marriage remain a business deal, or will they risk everything for a love that could heal their broken hearts?

Book #2 of the Lycan King Duet ADRIANA: “I’m the monster they created, and I’ve come to make them all pay.” XANDER: “I made mistakes with her and I regret them. I’m going to get her back at any cost.” He had her. He lost her. But he will do anything to get her back. They used her, played on her weaknesses. The one that was supposed to love her played a bigger role in breaking her. Now she is back, stronger than them all and she has vowed to make them pay for all she had to endure. She’ll make them bow before her. Hell hath no fury like a little wolf scorned. NOTE: This book can be read as a standalone but for a better grasp, please read the first book ‘Found by the lycan king’

He slammed her back against the closed door making her grit her teeth as she glared at him. “Camellia,” his voice was dripping with controlled fury yet that endearment rolled off his tongue in a raspy growl. “I don’t like other men touching you,” he grumbled, grabbing her jaw, his fingers firmly pressing into her cheeks as he made her hazel eyes look into his dark greys. “I’m not yours,” she said with gathered-up bravado though his intimidating presence made her feel so timid. He leaned closer as her eyes fell on the camellia flower that was inked on his neck. His hot breath tickled her lips as his intense stare lingered on her lips. “You’re mine, Camellia. Mine!” With a low growl, he crashed his lips on hers. DARK ROMANCE!

I received a call the day before my wedding. "Miss McPherson, someone has thrashed your venue." I rushed to the hotel in confusion only to meet a woman waving my wedding photo. "You homewrecking skank! You seduced my husband and spent his money on this wedding!" The crowd believed her and went wild. Even the hotel manager piled on me. "I knew something was fishy when the groom never showed up! You're not his real wife!" The crowd turned into a violent mob. In that chaos, I miscarried. At the height of my fury, I texted my secretary: [Cancel the wedding, and kick Matteo Brando out of my company!] How dare he keep a mistress with my fortune! How dare she challenge me! I will destroy them!