From Hate To Love Novels & Stories

After being cursed by a witch, werewolves and werelions could no longer shift to their wolves and lions at will. Well, except Rendall and Helia and the question is why? Eighteen years later after the curse, Rendall, the rebellious son of Alpha of the werewolves, and feisty Helia, daughter of the Alpha of the werelions met and they realized that they were mates. Why did the moon goddess let a witch curse her own? And, can an heir of Khron really become the Luna of werewolves that are against her kind?

Samantha Hurst, a showgirl from Las Vegas, did not expect that at twenty-five her life would be transformed when she met Theon Adamos at a bachelor party. Theon, from a large and noisy Greek family, could not have imagined that one phone call could completely alter the course of his life. A single fun and spontaneous weekend can have definite consequences. What happens in Vegas, does it really stay in Vegas? Sometimes life really is a bitch!

Natacha, was never accepted in the supernatural world. The whispered myth and abomination among supernatural beings, she is hunted relentlessly by a coven of sorcerers. Forced into hiding with her adopted father among humans, she yearns for a simple mortal life filled with adventure and friendship. But fate has other plans when Natacha crosses paths with a she-wolf, igniting a friendship that will forever change her destiny. As the most hunted creature in existence, can she still find solace in her dreams of a normal life? And what happens when she catches the attention of the enigmatic Alpha King himself? Alpha Luciano Black, the first hybrid and sole survivor of the vampire king's venom, is a force to be reckoned with. Known for his immortality, unrivaled strength, and unyielding ferocity, Luciano seeks redemption and salvation in the form of a mate. He believes that she holds the key to his redemption, the missing piece that will bring light into his eternal existence. However, when the Alpha King sets out to find a mysterious she-wolf, he stumbles upon Natacha instead. Filled with secrets and a fierce determination to have nothing to do with him, she presents an unexpected challenge to his plans. Will their paths intertwine in a dance of fate and desire? Can Natacha find the courage to embrace her true nature and accept the love of an Alpha King?

It was near the end of May when I got off my night shift and got a call from my younger self, right before the SAT. "Eight years from now, am I happy? Am I living abroad, or working at Collins Corporation? "Charlotte said I don't need the SAT. She's taking me overseas." He sounded excited, already planning to spend the next few days doing whatever he wanted. I looked down at the grease on my uniform. Behind me was a cramped factory dorm, a cramped room packed with 12 beds. "Charlotte's getting married today," I said. "But you're not the groom." He sucked in a breath. "That's impossible. She said she'd marry me." Last night, Charlotte Collins texted me. [Don't come tomorrow. You work at a factory. You'll embarrass me.] His voice caught. "Who is it? Do I know him?" I said calmly, "Open the math worksheet in your bag. Finish it, and I'll tell you who she's marrying."

When an unexpected attack headed by Seraphine Wildfrost's best friend resulted to her mate's death and the destruction of Silvercrest Pack, Seraphine was left utterly devastated. Overwhelmed by the betrayal, hatred, grief and loss of her other half, she was driven to her own demise. But when she awoke, it wasn't the afterlife she saw. The Moon Goddess offered her a chance to alter the future events, to prevent the destruction caused by Maximus' dangerous obsession with her. The only rule she must remember is to never let anyone know she's from the future, or things might get worse if the knowledge fell into the wrong hands. Seraphine set out to devise a plan, recalling the root of the future destruction and trying her best to alter it. It seemed easy at first. Yet, just like what happened most of the time, things didn't go as planned. How will Seraphine cope with the consequences of her decisions? How will she face the man who betrayed her from the future? And how could she have forgotten how utterly annoying her mate and future husband was when they first met, just because he was the perfect husband to her in her future? Seraphine soon realizes that a thorough plan didn't guarantee a smooth sailing.

Grayson I was her nightmare before I ever knew I loved her. I told myself it was harmless words, laughter and power. I didn’t see the damage until it was too late. By the time I realized Selene was the only girl who ever mattered, she was already gone, taking my chance at redemption with her. Success followed me anyway. Money. Power. A company with my name on the top floor. None of it erased her. So when she walks into my office ten years later—untouched by the boy I used to be—I know this is my reckoning. She may be my employee now, but I’m the one on my knees. I’ll endure her anger, her hatred, even her revenge… if it means I get the chance to make things right. Because this time, I refuse to lose her. Selene I survived him once. I won’t let him destroy me again. Grayson was my bully, my humiliation, the reason my scars run deeper than skin. He took pieces of me I never got back—and now fate has the audacity to put him above me. My boss. My CEO. My past. He looks at me like regret is eating him alive. Like I’m something he still wants. But wanting me now doesn’t erase what he did then. I didn’t come back to be weak. I didn’t come back to forgive. I came back to win. And if Grayson thinks redemption will be easy, he’s forgotten one thing—I’m not the girl he broke anymore. And I won’t go down without a fight.

Today was supposed to be my marking ceremony. Instead, it became my funeral. Eliza had run me down with her car. She dragged my broken body into the storage room. "Stay here. When the ceremony is over, I'll let you out." She wanted to take my place, to be marked by Greyson, as his Luna. Greyson loved me. But his family could never allow their precious Alpha son to marry a lowborn Omega. "Millie," murmured, his voice thick with guilt. "I have to obey my family and give them an heir first -- with Eliza. You know... she's Alpha blood. "Once the pup turns one, I'll marry you." And I marked the days one by one, counting down to our forever. He claimed it was a mere duty, but but their feverish nights suggested she was his preferred addiction. A month later, Eliza was pregnant. Ten months after that, she bore the Alpha's heir. Another twelve agonizing months dragged by, and finally, it was the day he was supposed to claim me. But now, I was lying here on the floor, my body shattered. Greyson's voice cut through the phone, sharp and impatient. "Why aren't you here yet? Haven't you been desperate to marry me?" "I've let the pup's birthday incident slide -- are you still going to sulk about it?" "If you don't show up, I'll mark Eliza instead." I wasn’t coming, Greyson. I couldn’t -- I was already dead. But he believed I was simply having a tantrum.

She was sold to be a maid in a Werewolf family, only to get her younger brother treated. Unknown to her, she was treasured, treated differently from others, and the person doing so, stayed in dark. A shocking truth stunned her when she was about to accept her attraction towards him and make their bond stronger. Torn between believing him or showing filial piety to her family, what will she choose?Let's embark on the journey of Mary, a normal girl who tried hard to accept the fate that she was destined for.

The afternoon my critical condition notice was issued, Silas Stenson popped a bottle of champagne in the lab. On social media, a photo showed him and Wynter Keller standing side by side in the golden sunset, their white coats bathed in light. The caption read only one line—'Ten years—it finally worked.' Everyone said he was devoted, that he'd spent ten sleepless years trying to save me. When the nurse, her eyes red, showed it to me on her phone, I was staring at the wavering lines on the monitor. No one knew that the drug had already been perfected a year ago. And I was the only candidate who wasn't allowed to receive it.

First thing Leah Labelle did after Andrew Fillion's funeral? Ask her husband Ian for a divorce. Why? Because Ian's entire family thought the perfect way to honor his dead brother was to knock up the widow. Naturally. "My parents are threatening to hang themselves or starve, Leah. What was I supposed to do? It's just IVF with Cecilia—we're not even doing anything. Why are you making this a divorce thing?" Leah shut her eyes. Her chest cracked open, and the tears she'd been holding finally broke free. "Ian, we're MARRIED. You seriously don't think this is next-level insane?" Her husband was about to have a baby with someone else. But sure—she was the crazy one.