Goddess Of Fortune

"Natalie," he whispers, his body edging me closer to the wall. "Damien," I murmur back. I can't help the urge. Ever since my eyes fell on him that morning, all of my nerve endings have been on edge, craving him. My mate. "I want you," he groans out as his lips trail a path up and down my neck, nibbling on the spot where the mark is supposed to be. "You have a chosen mate." "You are my mate," he growls out. "Mine." And then he clamps down on my neck. Damien's life takes a wild turn when a curse prevents him from finding his true mate, marked by a cursed wrist tattoo. He rises as the strongest alpha, but everything changes when a stranger, Natalie, enters his life, claiming to be his mate. Together, they embark on a quest to break the curse, uncovering secrets that bind them. With love and destiny at stake, they face a final battle against the malevolent witch. Will their bond be strong enough to defy the odds and rewrite their fates? Who will Damien finally choose- his long-awaited mate or the woman who stood by him all through his life?

“This child has no wolf!” These were the words that began the nightmare of Vanessa Novastra, the daughter of the Alpha and Luna of Moonlight pack–Lucian and Victoria Novastra, on her 18th birthday. Although she was loved and protected by her parents, fate's cruel fingers tore them away from her. Her pack turned on her and her mate rejected her for her bully. Given an opportunity to escape, Vanessa is now burdened with two choices: unveil the truth behind her parents death, a perilous journey, or journey the city of Luminara to live a life in the city of Crimson Sands.

On the night of her eighteenth birthday, Aria Vale is publicly rejected by her fated mate, Alpha Kaden Cross. He chooses someone else. He doesn't look back. What he doesn't know is that the rejection just broke a seal the Moon Goddess placed on Aria at birth — and whatever has been locked inside her for eighteen years is now wide awake. Now a stranger named Zane Ashford is standing at the edge of the trees saying he's been searching for her for three years. He knows what she is. She doesn't. And Kaden is already starting to realize that rejecting his fated mate may be the worst mistake any Alpha has ever made. Some wolves are born powerful. Aria was born chosen. There's a difference — and everyone is about to find out what it is.

Celine, is not an ordinary werewolf. She is constantly locked away and hidden and eventually sold. When the pack that buys her kidnaps the prince, Celine finally finds her escape. She uncovers that she does have a wolf, but it was shielded with magic, and not only that but she's a hybrid. The king and prince feel like there is more to her. There's constantly a strong sense of magic, and enchantment around her. King Sebastian is shocked to find out she is his mate, and vows to protect her, only that becomes hard when they uncover, Celine is in fact the missing Queen Goddess. She's not just a werewolf, but a fae, mermaid and everything else combined into one. That though isn't Sebastians only problem, as the queen goddess, Celine is bound to have more than just one mate. He is a werewolf, and her mate, but she is also mated to Dolton, a lycan, Aalton a merman, and Faeberon a fae.

Michelle, an omega everyone looked down on, was rejected by the Alpha she thought was her fated mate, broken and humiliated before her pack. But pain planted a hunger – a desperate desire to become powerful. One night, beneath the moonlight, everything changed. A figure emerged – tall, pale, ancient. Her crimson eyes glowed like dying embers. “Who are you?” Michelle stammered. “Someone who can give you power,” the woman said. Michelle froze, torn between fear and temptation. “What do you want?” “Your trust. Come with me to my realm. You’ll never be weak again.” The world dissolved. Michelle’s soul was torn from her body, and she opened her eyes in another world. Skies shimmered crimson and gold. Black castles floated above glowing rivers. Armored beings bowed. A Golren in obsidian armor knelt. “Queen Erin,” he said. “We’re glad to have you back.” Michelle blinked. “I’m Michelle, not Erin.” The Golren’s eyes gleamed with reverence. “You are Erin – our creator, our goddess.” Michelle’s breath caught. Creator? Goddess? Something ancient stirred....

In my previous life, after my parents divorced, my younger sister Fiona went with my father, Michael, who had a yearly salary of a hundred thousand dollars. Meanwhile, I left with my mother, Jessica, with nothing but the clothes on our backs. However, my father was fired by his company after that. He went bankrupt in an instant and lived in poverty. Meanwhile, my mother started her own business from nothing and ended up being one of the richest in Arman City with a net worth of over a hundred million dollars. Fiona was jealous of me and stabbed me to death the day I was to inherit Jessica's company. When I opened my eyes, I had returned to the day my parents divorced. When I saw Fiona wanting to live with Jessica no matter what, I knew that she had regressed as well. That was fine, though. I never wanted to experience that kind of lowly existence a second time.

The day Adrian Knight clinched a contract with our biggest client, I "accidentally" tipped a bottle of ink across the paperwork, voiding it on the spot. Because of that single blot, the project landed in Alex Lewis’s lap, and he won Chairman Henry Carter’s favor almost overnight, moving into the Carter mansion as their future son-in-law and watching his net worth rocket into eight figures. Adrian never blamed me. He just laughed that he’d never been executive material anyway and happily brought me home as his bride. Everyone whispered that, if not for my meddling, Adrian would already be sitting in the Carter family’s executive suite instead of scraping by in an ordinary life with me. Only I knew the truth: stopping him from signing that contract had saved his life. When Adrian learned I was pregnant, he locked me in the basement, fingers digging into my throat. "If it hadn’t been for you," he snarled, "I’d be Henry Carter’s son-in-law by now. You’re the reason I lost Rachel, the princess of the Carter family." That’s when I realized he’d been nursing this grudge for years. After he killed me, I woke up, reborn on the very day Adrian first reached for that fatal contract. This time, I’ll make sure Adrian Knight gets exactly what he wants.

I sell handmade fortune cookies in the park. Each one costs $10,000, yet every day, people fight to buy them. That’s because what I sell are fertility fortune cookies. Eat one, and you can get pregnant instantly. You can even choose what kind of child you want. Slip in a double-yolk charm, and you’ll have twins. Seal in a perfect test paper, and your child will be a genius. A spayed female dog ate one and ended up pregnant with six puppies. Someone buried a fortune cookie beneath a withered tree, and by the next day, it had burst into full bloom. I sell fortune cookies to both women and men—anyone who wants to get pregnant. I turn no one away. Even animals, if they so much as make a sound, I’ll feed them. Until one day, a young woman, Mara Kessler, who had been standing in line from dawn until dusk, finally stepped forward and timidly said she wanted to buy a fortune cookie. I only took one look at her, then staggered back in terror. "I can’t sell to you. Leave. Now."

Rachael Quincy's life changes when she comes across Ethan Frost. Everything she has known turns out to be false. She isn't the ordinary human she thought she was.... She was much more! The worst of all, she is forced into a contract marriage she couldn't reject and a love interest that slowly pulls her to her doom. With her enemies approaching, Rachael must discover herself, fight and make the ultimate decision to protect those she has come to love or watch the world die?

Every witch awakened a gift when she came of age. Mine was simple. I could siphon my husband's fortune. On Christmas Eve, my husband spent 20,000,000 on a ring and proposed to his mistress as if he were buying a headline. The trending page exploded. Everyone waited to see how quickly I would be thrown out. The pathetic wife was finally swept out the door. When I stayed quiet, Jasper Prescott's tone turned playful, almost indulgent. "She's just a kid. She wanted the whole 'moment.' Your place isn't going anywhere." Then he added, as if assigning me a chore, "She's young. She can't handle things. Pay more attention to the engagement party's details." As though he feared I might cause trouble, he slid a black card across the table with casual ease. "Babe, you know what I value most," he said. "You being sensible." I pinched the cold card between my fingers, smiled, and nodded. No one knew the rule hidden inside our marriage. After we married, every time Jasper betrayed me, I took a piece of his fortune, stripping it from him one point at a time and adding it to my own. Once Christmas was over, I would take whatever he had left.