Gift Bunga

The day I recovered from my mental illness and got discharged, my parents held me in their arms with tears of happiness. My sister gave me a teddy bear and said she had been waiting for me to come home. I comforted my parents who were crying and accepted the gift from my sister. I slowly got used to ordinary life and became the real daughter of the Schmidt family. To show their preference for me, my parents transferred the family business into my name on my sister’s 18th birthday. But I cruelly murdered the family of three who cherished me on this day.

Fire suddenly breaks out at the hotel where we're hosting our wedding. My fiance, Alan Godwin, doesn't hesitate to pick up Brenda Larkin, my cousin who has already collapsed out of fright, and rush out to safety. Meanwhile, my parents and older brother hurriedly cart away the wedding gift Brenda has made. They don't want her to get sad if the gift is damaged in any way. As for me, I've twisted my ankle, making it inconvenient for me to escape from the hotel. Everyone has already forgotten all about me, so I end up getting severe burns all over my body. When they look at the bandages wrapped around my body, they shoot me disgusted looks. "Why are you such a jinx? How is it possible for a fire to break out at your own wedding? Thanks to you, Brenda has fainted out of shock!" "Well, it's not like you're suited for any public appearances when you look like this, anyway. Brenda's figure is similar to yours. Why don't you let her replace you in the wedding?" I just nod calmly and agree to the suggestion. After that, I sort out the details of getting dispatched overseas for my job with my boss. One month later, I board my flight on the day Brenda is set to wed Alan. I no longer want Alan, who's blind to the truth, and my family, who are nothing but biased toward Brenda. But why is it that they are filled with regret after I leave them?

Asha has had a rough go of life, seemingly always ending up in situations that are the opposite of her namesake. She breaks up with her ex a few months prior to halloween and the day of the dead and takes a vow of celibacy that, little does she know, a dead ex has used to bargain his way out of hell. He didn’t come back to become her angel, just emerged from the shadows to drink her light and hopefully turn out her halo. She prays for a guardian angel to hold her through these difficult times but her gift is a territorial demon.

When Cali Olwen, the only werewolf with a gift gets sent out of her pack, life becomes a living hell without control over her powers. But what happens when she meets the cold hybrid that everyone talks about. The one people feared because he was half demon. What happens when she finds out he was given to her by the moon goddess and his sister is the key to unlocking her hidden powers and how to control them. Will she be able to run from the devil or succumb to his touch of ecstasy. Read IN HER EYES to find out.

Can you keep a secret? Aislen can. She has the unusual gift of being able to see a person’s thoughts, flashes of their past and future, at a touch. Havermouth is a town of secrets, with the main industry being the vampire run Zeus Forest Works, and most of the town businesses owned by the local werewolf pack. When the werewolf bullyboys known as The Triquetra decide to use Aislen as their sex toy, she will need every secret she knows in order to win their respect and find her place in Havermouth’s complicated society.Everyone has secrets, and Aislen learns that being the one who knows them can be powerful… and dangerous.

“I will not let you take me alive” was the last thing she said before it all went dark. Watching both her parents murdered and their kingdom torn to ruins, it seems Leiya's life cannot get any worse, but it does. She is forcefully torn away from her sister and sent as a gift to appease Helion, ruler of the Kaltain Kingdom, the most powerful demon to ever exist, the "Prince of Hell", but Leiya is determined to keep her fathers dying wish. She will find her sister, Nayla at all cost, and not even Helion can stand in her way.

Kari had nothing to lose but his life. Being an Omega born with a gift, he decided to die along with those he killed. That was the plan, at least. But what happens when he woke up alive behind enemy lines and being given to a man who could change his life forever? ***** Ryedir planned to live his life in solitude. Being an Alpha and a Prince, he had decided to dedicate his life to governing his province. That was his plan, at least. But what happens when an unknown omega with a dark past was gifted to him? Will they unravel the fire underlying their cold facade? Or will they both stay forever frozen?

"Be mine tonight. That's the only gift I want." Elaine knows what the world thinks. They think she's too young to understand love, especially when it comes to her godfather, Ryke Carlos. But Elaine doesn't care about the years; she only cares about the love for her godfather. One heartbeat. One forbidden fantasy. One kiss that changed everything. Ryke started this game-now, let's see if he's man enough to finish it. Forbidden Desires. Dangerous Games. "Be mine tonight. That’s the only gift I want." The world sees Ryke Carlos as a man of power, a guardian, and Elaine’s godfather. They see a chasm of years and a boundary of blood-thin loyalty that should never be crossed. But Elaine doesn't see a protector; she sees the only man who has ever truly set her soul on fire. She’s tired of being "the girl to be protected." She’s ready to be the woman who claims what she wants. What started as a whispered confession has spiraled into a high-stakes game of obsession. One shared heartbeat. One forbidden fantasy brought to life. One kiss that shattered the carefully constructed walls between them, leaving their reputations—and their hearts—in the crossfire. Ryke may have set the rules, but Elaine is no longer playing by them. He lit the match, thinking he could control the flame. Now, as the line between guardian and lover blurs into nothingness, there's only one question left: Is Ryke man enough to finish the game he started, or will the weight of their secret burn them both to ashes?

Never in a million years did Evelyn think she would wake up in the body of a nameless extra from one of her favorite drama-filled werewolf novels. Not one to look a gift horse in the mouth, she decided she would not waste an opportunity to lay eyes on a character the author described as, 'sex-walking'. However, little did she know that because of that one decision, her life would take a turn and get a lot more complicated. As lines blur between story and reality, Evelyn must make a choice whether to keep the facade for Carter Lockwood, or step into the light and reveal herself for what she really is- a fake.

In my past life, I was a rare treasure: the only she-wolf capable of bearing a pureblood werewolf heir. That singular gift made me a prize, claimed by Leon, the Alpha of the formidable Silvermoon Pack in North America. Leon's ambition burned with the desire for a child. A pureblood heir, he believed, would secure his ascension to President Alpha—the supreme leader of all North American Lycan packs. But fate, as it often does, twisted his expectations. After ten long months, I birthed a pup with gray fur and gray eyes which was different to the golden-marked purebloods. By all standards, a low-ranking wolf. Simultaneously, my sister Eve, wedded to the rival Seurin Pack, delivered a golden-furred, golden-eyed pureblood. Leon's dream of becoming President Alpha shattered in an instant. From that moment, he harbored a strong hatred for me and my pup. He forced wolfsbane down our throats and ended our lives with a silver blade in a cold merciless way. Only in my dying breath did the horrifying truth reveal itself: my own sister had stolen my gift—the ability to bear purebloods—using dark magic, claiming it as her own. Now, I am reborn. I find myself reliving the day Leon and Seurin arrived to propose marriage. Just as before, Leon chose my sister Eve without hesitation. I saw it in his eyes—he remembers everything. He, too, has been reborn. But this time, I possess the knowledge. Without me, he will never father a pup—not pureblood, not even half-blood. Not even a mutt.