Green Tunic Link

Numbers is everything here in New Gloria-- and the World. Once your Reborn and earn your class and system, those numbers that measure your abilities mean your life....or your death. Many Heroes lay down their lives in pursuit of fame and power while exploring the Tangent's. But the main goal is to stop the creatures from within the Tangents from coming out and further Terra-forming the Earth, as well as combating the Bosses of the Tangent's who seem to have their own ulterior motives. Somewhere within the vast green forests of western New Gloria, a boy named Claude Grey learns pretty fast that most people in power do everything they can to stay that way, even if that means stepping on the throats of the ones they hold dear. Claude's only ever liked a few humans and as he gets older he learns new ways to hate them. Hate that is cultivated during his exploration of the Tangent's where he stumbles upon a strange and beautiful transformative power that helps to show him how truly horrible humans are and maybe these beasts of the Tangent's arent what the Heroes make them out to be... *** Cover art does not belong to me so if the original creator happens to stumble upon my novel and would like credit or for me to take it down please let me know.

" I can give you anything in exchange of that baby, Luca! Call the shot, what do you want?" " Be my mistress for the lifetime, baby girl." **** Kiera Stevens was supposed to pursue her modeling and acting career gloriously. Marriage? Probably yes! Her Baby? No way! **** Flourishing star from the Entertainment Industry, Kiera Stevens was a 18 year old promising figure from the modeling world. Coming from a prominent family, she had everything in her life until one night stand changed her life. On the heat of alcohol, she lost her virginity with a stranger that changed her whole life. Azrael De Luca, the Mafia King from the underworld was desperate to find the girl whom he fucked mistakingly. Afraid that his opponents would use her against him, Azrael kept searching for years until he met her accidentally. Things changed when he met her furious eyes, the fire that she held between her green robs. Azrael was supposed to take away his sole heir from her but what if he wanted the mother and child both! Rejection came repeatedly and the whole world was shocked to see the Mafia King at a girl's mercy. The game of seduction started but a world of darkness is never blessed with love.

I detested clubs and parties but I was dragged here by my best friends for my 19th birthday. As I started dancing I could feel a pair of eyes on me. I began to scan the room subtly until my gaze was connected with a pair of bright green beautiful eyes. This wasn't a man, this was a God. His hair was dark and not too short but just that length where you can push it back and it looks effortless. His body looked sculpted and chiseled as if every little detail about him was carefully planned out. He wouldn't stop looking at me. I tried to avert my gaze until a couple of seconds later I felt two large strong arms wrap around my body. Amara, a young woman of striking beauty and innocence, unwittingly falls in love with the charming and enigmatic Killian, a mysterious figure with ties to the criminal underworld. As their romance blossoms, Amara remains blissfully unaware of Killian's true identity as a feared mafia boss. However, when the truth finally comes to light, Amara finds herself plunged into a dangerous world of deceit and violence. torn between her love for Killian and the realization of the danger he represents, Amara must confront the ultimate question: Will she risk her life for her obsession with Killian, or will she walk away from the tumultuous love they share?

I was the Peacock Princess. On the day I came of age, suitors from every corner of the clan gathered, all eager to win my hand. I chose Silvan, the noble Green Peacock, believing him to be the finest of them all. But after our marriage, I gave birth to a third-tier White Peacock. When Silvan saw the child, his face twisted with fury. He snatched the baby from my arms, killing it in one brutal motion. In his rage, he attacked me, ripping me apart from neck to feather, and tossed my remains to the wild beasts for their feast. Meanwhile, my elder sister, who married a second-tier Blue Peacock, gave birth to a rare and magnificent Purple Peacock. Her husband was crowned the new King of All Birds because of their child. But when I opened my eyes again, I found myself back on the day I had first chosen Silvan. This time, he publicly rejected me, turning to my sister instead, convinced that marrying her would bring him the coveted Purple Peacock. I knew then that he had also been reborn. He believed he could change his fate and father a Purple Peacock with her. But in this lifetime, he wouldn't even be able to produce the humblest Black Peacock.

Will is a boy trapped in a goblin world. Blood, all he saw was blood. Will was paralyzed in fear, he couldn't even scream. This was the first time he had seen so much blood in his life. He heard a splat next to him and saw a small wrinkly thing land next to him. This time will screamed, the thing got up on its knees and immediately started gnawing on whatever soft surface they had landed on. Will was horrified and tried getting away while screaming, but his body was still weak, so all he could do was crawl. He started screaming even louder when he saw his own arms clawing at the surface, they were also green. He had a pair of short stubby arms with three claw like fingers coming out at the end. He stopped all his activity and just sat down in a daze. More and more green things were thrown in the area around him, and like the first one they all started eating whatever it was they were on. Will focused on his surroundings this time, taking in all the information he could. He had realized that no matter what was happening, he needed to understand the situation he was in, and since it seemed he wasn't in any immediate danger, he had decided to calm down and focus.

Her heart began to beat heavily. She was fascinated by the man. Awareness flooded through her, as did a sudden need to brush her hair. Dammit, why had she put on this stupid bum short and singlet today. She wondered what he would look like with that shirt off. She swallowed and tried to look away. Fantasies like that would get her nowhere. "Hi" he said. And for a few seconds Emma didn't realize he was speaking to her. She blushed when she lifted an eye brow questioningly. "Oh hello" "Urmm...name's Daniel. Nice to meet you" "it's nice to meet you too.. I'm Emma" -------------------------------- Emma Green has totally given up on relationships and happy ever after. Not because she doesn't think it's amazing to have someone, mind you, but because she simply doesn't believe in love. She's been there and done that, and she's not doing it again. But when she meets Daniel Rohan, she starts to think that maybe, just maybe falling in love again might not be all that bad.... -------------------------------- Take control.. Feel the rush... Explore your fantasies Step into stories of provocative romance where sexual fantasies come true. Let your inhibitions run wild.

[Book 1 — From the Mafia Dark Romance MINE series] He lowered his head, his pupils burning like molten fire. “Maybe you think you can escape from me… but you can’t,” he whispered, his voice brushing her ear like a dangerous promise. Her breath caught—because deep down, she knew he was right. He was her warmth. She was his peace. But peace was never meant to last in a world like theirs. --- ZAFIRA Wilder, a 30-year-old divorcee, rebuilt her life far from the wreckage of her marriage and betrayals that nearly broke her. But fate has a cruel way of circling back. One night changes everything—when she collides with AZRAEL Sartori, the enigmatic and ruthless Italian Mafia boss whose very presence feels like sin wrapped in silk. Drawn into his dangerous orbit, Zafira finds herself in a game where every move is life or death, and every kiss feels like both salvation and ruin. But Azrael isn’t just power and shadows—he holds secrets that link Zafira to a darker, older truth. A truth that could destroy them both. One moment she’s rebuilding her life, the next she’s trapped in his world—a world of whispered threats, burning gazes, and a kiss that feels like a promise and a warning all at once. But Azrael doesn’t take no for an answer… and every time she tries to run, he pulls her deeper into his dangerous game of shadows, secrets, and desire sharp enough to cut. Now she’s caught between a love that feels like salvation… and a man who might be the weapon that destroys her. When your heart belongs to the devil, can you still choose your own fate? Perfect for Mafia Dark romance lovers who crave a blend of danger, desire, and the supernatural.

Sophie Mack, a 19-year-old resilient and dedicated child of a zealot parish man, raised by a nanny turned stepmother after the death of her mother from birth. She not only faced betrayal by her stepsister, but her boyfriend of five years drugged her, then she had a one-night stand with a stranger, resulting in triplets.   Elliot Harrington, a 26-year-old shrewd billionaire, wakes up in a hotel room to find himself wrapped around a beautiful girl.  Before he checks out of the hotel room, he leaves the girl with a bundle of cash. Later, he sends his investigator to find the girl he slept with, who mistakes Sophie for Olivia, Sophie's step-sister.   Five years later, Sophie, now a renowned financial analyst, returns to New York and starts working at the prestigious Harrington Group, where Elliot is president. Little does she know, her triplets embark on a mission—to uncover the identity of their elusive father.  *** "Owen, did you hear what that man said? He said you looked like his boss. Can the boss be our daddy?" Nathan said, looking at Owen, who had already started working devotedly on his laptop. "We can't be sure of that. But we can still make him candidate 1. The point is helping Mummy find Daddy," replied Isabel, the only girl of the triplets.   "I found him—his boss—and I guess I kind of resemble him. I have his eyes and ears." Owen said with a raised brow. "See, Nathan, you have his hair. But Isabel, you don't resemble Dad, not even Mom; who do you resemble?"  "Who told you his dad? We are not even sure he is our dad; it's just candidate 1." ***  Will Candidate 1 prove to be the missing link, or is there another layer to the mystery that even the triplets couldn't foresee?

Sequel to Alpha Braddock - Book 2 I stand here frozen as thoughts run through my mind, it’s taken my parents years to track down the head of to the pedophile ring and now the top 3 suspects stand in front of me. All there leads led to 3 packs to this very lucrative pup abduction ring, selling them to the highest bidder to do with whatever they want. My mother’s body adorns the scars of this sick and twisted world, each scar shows her strength and resilience. My wolf whimpers in my head, “but he’s, our mate.” Coming up with a business venture to secure a link to all three, to keep them under closer watch will hopefully get us closer to end this world of his. Finding out now that one is my fated mate, yea I didn't see that coming and I won't allow it to sway me, the cost is too great. Not allowing the bond to snap into place and keeping myself focused isn't an easy task, but one I am determined to achieve, at least the first meeting went well. Yea, it was short lived, when I turn to quickly and our bond snaps into place the next day. He also has a chosen future Luna, which he has no intentions of breaking it off with. My anger and determination rise, knowing he wants both his chosen and his fated. I won't allow this, not for Alpha Abigail Westfield, firstborn and Alpha of the Crescent Moon pack a direct descendant of the DeLuca family with more gifts than my own mother. Can I keep from succumbing to this fated bond? Can I reject him? Will he keep his chosen and reject me? If he's not involved, will he forgive my attempts to destroy our bond?

At the company team-building event, I got called out by my colleague Samantha Rowler for not removing my price tag—she accused me of being a "freebie chaser." "Oh wow, Carla, you drive a BMW 5 Series. Are you seriously planning to return your clothes within seven days too?" she sneered. I tucked the tag back in and ignored her snide remark. But after the event, as soon as I got home, my phone started blowing up. My chat apps were going insane. A friend had sent me a link: [Luxury-Car Executive Turns Out to Be a Return Addict!] Someone had filmed me leaving the price tag on and posted it to a short-video platform. I opened the comment section and was met with a barrage of insults. [Can't afford to live, huh? Tag warrior.] [Is this car a sugar-daddy gift? Those who know, know.] [OMG, does this woman have some kind of illness? Which brand is this so I can avoid it!] I immediately knew Samantha was behind it. I messaged her to delete the video. Instead, the next second, she blocked me—and pinned a comment to the top of the thread: [You can know a person's face but never their heart!] I was about to post a statement to clarify, my finger hovering over the send button, when I noticed the video's likes had already shot past ten thousand. I laughed. If they wanted a scene, fine—let's make it bigger. I quickly posted a new update: [The outfit is really nice. I'll wear it again next time.] The netizens erupted. The insults doubled, the heat skyrocketed, and the post shot straight to number one trending. I just put my phone down and went to sleep.