Harry Potter Shield Spell 소설 & 이야기

A comedy of errors, that offers second chances for first love in this BDSM Mafia, Reverse Harem Romance. In that moment of embarrassment, fear and dread, I do the unthinkable…….. I jump into the black clad stranger's arms, and kiss him with all the drama of a soap opera. Yes, I meant it to be for show to avoid my stalker, but .....Let’s just say it’s not all fake when I practically swoon like the well-to-do British lady I’m impersonating. “Renfield tricked me,” I pant, pointing my shaking finger at the obnoxious blonde man, literally crying, this is all so hysterical to him. “Dracula's spell is too powerful. I can't fight it, go! Go find Van Helsing!" How did this happen? Nicky! That’s right, this is all my orphan brother, Roman Nikolai Cross’ fault! Ever since that tweedle twap jerk named me after the bad luck stray cat outside our orphanage, there is no end to the comedy of errors that is my life. I was hoping to avoid the so tragic it’s funny or so funny it’s tragic stigma with my second chance on life, but no such luck with his latest shenanigans.

She chose his gifts carefully every year. His mother made sure he only received the ones he'd throw away. Faith Blackwood has spent years invisible in her own home, her belongings taken, her voice silenced, her carefully chosen gifts replaced with ones designed to make Harrison look down on her. On the night of her coming of age, fate delivers the last thing she expected: a mate bond with Harrison, the stepbrother who has made her life a misery. Harrison has spent years becoming exactly what his mother shaped him to be: ambitious, cold, and blind to the girl right in front of him. But when the truth begins to unravel, he discovers that everything he knew was built on lies, manipulation, and years of meaningful gifts he was never meant to receive. Sent to the mate cabin for three weeks, Harrison must face what he has done — and Faith must decide whether the boy she once called Harry still exists beneath the Alpha her stepmother created. A silver wolf with a name fit for a goddess. A man who must decide whether becoming worthy of his mate matters more than becoming the Alpha he was raised to be.

After his joke of a marriage came to an end when his wife ran off with a guest from his resort, Reno Albury decides one night stands are more his speed- especially if they were blonde and blue eyed like his wife. So he was jaded, at least he was having some fun. Until he came face to face with a blonde and blue eyed girl at his sister’s wedding he couldn’t play the fast game with. Loraine Larson has a secret that nobody knows thanks to her father’s money and high powered friends. She’s spent years trying to forget the hell she went through in Paris. Wanting to test her new found strength she goes back to the scene of the crime only to come back with more nightmares. She can’t sleep without seeing that monster’s face, but she dicovers a shield for that in the arms of her bestfriend's brother, and now she’s determined to stay in them no matter the cost. This book follows I Won Him At A Billionaire Auction.

Selena Dacosta had never experienced love throughout her whole life, not even from her own parents. To shield themselves from the potential shame of her kleptomania, She was forced to live with her poor aunt in Italy. Years later, Selena's past mistake resurfaces, forcing her into a contract marriage with the most unexpected person: Jake Marino, a handsome CEO and her best friend's fiancé. Despite Jake's initial resentment, he proposes the marriage to hide a secret of his own, his face blindness and protect Rose, the love of his life. But Selena's newfound love is tested when a shocking kidnapping and a life-altering night throw their world into chaos. When she discovers she's pregnant with twins, she decides to keep it a secret and elope to New York, where she transforms into a powerful CEO. Can their story of hate turning into love survive the challenges thrown their way? Dive into this heartwarming tale of family, forgiveness, and a possibility of a second chance at love as you flip until the last page of this book.

"Just help me out this once, man. I just made it to the final round, and I can't leave the game. Help your little brother out for a change? You're the best, J." It was 2:00 a.m. Chad asked me to go downstairs and pick up his takeout. I wanted to refuse because I was still recovering from a broken foot, but he did not look capable of tearing his eyes from the screen for even a second. Thus, I agreed and stepped outside. Without warning, something like a stream of comments flashed across my mind. [No! Somebody stop him!] [That delivery guy is your brother's roommate! He's got a knife!!!] [Lil' Bro knows that already, J! He's using you as a human shield to buy himself time!] I froze. I turned to go back inside. The door would not budge. Chad had already locked it. The elevator chimed down the hall. The comments in my head spiraled into chaos. [The killer is here! Get out of there, Big Bro!]

I was the girl Ian Sutherland, the underworld boss himself, personally picked to be a shield for his beloved. By the third year of our marriage, I'd been kidnapped by his enemies for the eighth time. When Ian came with his men to rescue me, the negotiation hadn't even lasted five minutes before the girl called him. "Ian, I lost a dare and have to kiss one of the guys here. But I want my first kiss to be yours. Can you come get me?" … The moment Ian left without a second thought, a knife plunged into my abdomen, and blood gushed out. His men handled it the same way they had the last seven times—paying off whoever they had to, then sending me to the hospital. In the ambulance, I heard someone wondering if I'd live long enough to see the day that girl could stand on her own. They burst out laughing, while I was the only one crying. My mission to save the underworld boss had failed, and I was about to be erased by the system. Ian, I wouldn't live to see that day.

In an attempt to summon a strong familiar, Rubisviel Fyaril, Witch of The Dark Forest, created a spell to bring forth an otherworldly entity only to end up summoning a Demon Prince with no memories of his past. She managed to convince the demon to leave however they parted after he gave her an oddly familiar kiss. When she finally thought that her life was going back to its witchy normality, her visitor returned only to claim that he's going to reside with her due to a master-servant curse that bound them on his summoning. Ruby was forced to live with a very flirtatious demon who seemed to want to bed her so she tried finding a way to break their curse. But what if his presence only attracts trouble? And what if he's actually part of the past she wanted to forget? Watch out little witch you're not the only one brewing evil in her pot. A Demon Queen you've once vanquished is rising from her grave to get back to you and when she does you better sharpen your weapons and kiss your demon for the long nights about to come.

A powerful witch. A cursed vampire. A castle built on blood. And a secret that could destroy them both. Delphine Ashwood has never fit in—not with her coven, not with polite magical society, and certainly not with anyone who prefers witches quiet and predictable. When she’s hired to repair the failing wards of the infamous Castle Thorne, she expects cold stone, ancient curses, and another lonely contract. What she doesn’t expect is him. Theron Valemont, vampire prince and ruler of the forgotten court, is everything she hates: brooding, controlling, and hiding far too many secrets behind those ice-blue eyes. He didn’t summon her—and he wants her gone. But the castle has other plans. As Delphine unravels the threads of the ancient spell holding the fortress—and Theron’s legacy—together, she discovers a power buried beneath the stone. A power tied to her own bloodline. A power that was never meant to wake. Caught in a slow-burning battle between duty, desire, and destruction, Delphine and Theron must decide what they’re willing to sacrifice. Because the truth isn’t just dangerous. It’s hungry.

The darkest corners of the world hold the secrets the leaders want you to forget. Deep inside a cabin covered with moss and shadows, those secrets are not yet forgotten. Under the moon, light glistens off of shining stones lining the porch and bundles of herbs drying from the rafters. Candlelight emanates from the interior and warmth surrounds the occupant. Inside this cabin was a forrest witch who was chanting a spell as she added herbs to a small caldron. Smoke rises and electricity fills the room. Her raven hair started to rise and the smoke turned glowing green. Leaves outside the cabin started swirling in the air raising around the cabin forming a circle. “None may find me where I reside, safe in the forrest this witch hides. Safe from the evil doers and safe from their men. None may ever find me again.” Cold. Like ice from an iceberg, his skin molded smoothly across his frame. The envelop in his hands was sealed by the Elder Lords sigil pressed into blood red wax. Slipping his long pale finger, breaking the seal, one word was inside. “Urgente.” His particular talents were once again needed.

To escape a loveless arranged marriage to a man old enough to be her father, Elara Vance makes a bold, desperate choice, she offers herself in a contract marriage to Julian Hartmann, the most feared tycoon who is secretly in love with her... and also her family's sworn enemy. The deal is simple, one year, purely contractual, no love, no interference, no secrets. she gets her freedom and protection, Julian gets a compliant wife and a shield against his rivals. But controlling a fiery, stubborn woman is harder than Julian imagined. Elara soon realizes that Julian is more than the ruthless businessman everyone fears, he's intelligent, attentive, and frustratingly tempting. Julian, on the other hand, begins to feel things he swore he never would, tenderness, jealousy, and a desire that cannot be ignored. Bound by paper but entangled by secrets, Elara and Julian must navigate a dangerous web of family betrayal, past grudges, and simmering desire. As the contract nears its end, one question lingers, can a marriage built on duty and revenge survive when hearts are at stake?