Heavy Metal Valentine Novels & Stories

"Skylar Starlight, you are sentenced to death for having consorted with a member of our worst enemy's clan... The lycans. And this sentence is irrevocable," said the wise old man with a heavy heart. Skylar, a heartbroken werewolf, fell in love with a handsome lycan despite the rules of their packs forbidding their union. "But my love for him is stronger than any pack law," she declared passionately. The old man shook his head. "Your love may be strong, but it is doomed. The lycans and werewolves cannot unite. They have been enemies for centuries." "But why? Why do we have to be enemies?" she asked tearfully. "It's the way destiny has dictated it. The lycans and werewolves were never meant to be together," he explained. "But what about love? Doesn't that conquer all?" she pleaded. The old man sighed. "Love knows no boundaries, but this is not just about love. It's about the safety and survival of our kind." Skylar's heart sank as she realized the harsh reality of their world. Her fate was sealed, and her love would never be accepted. Join Skylar on her journey as she defies the odds and fights against the cruelty, hatred, and thirst for power that surrounds her. Will her love story come to a tragic end? Or will she prove that love truly knows no boundaries?

Charlotte Rosewood is a poor human girl, at least she thinks so. Her parents passed away, leaving nothing to her but a large amount of debt. When she thinks she had to spend the rest of her life in doing heavy job to pay back the debt, a mysterious but handsome man breaks into her hellish life, and saves her out of it. The beginning is like a fairytale, but what followed is beyond Charlotte’s expectation. The mysterious man turns out to be a were-wolf, who is also the prince of his pack. What’s more? He has an engagement with Charlotte, which means Charlotte is going to become the future Luna. Charlotte never dreamed that such a thing would happen in her life. However, there is only one problem: Alexander, who is said to be her fiancé, already has his fated love and is unwilling to be engaged with Charlotte. What should Charlotte do? Pursue Alexander to change his mind, or give up the engagement and go back to her own life? When Charlotte thinks she is over with Alexander and will leave the pack without any doubt, what she doesn’t expect is Alexander becomes the one who persists in their engagement and trying best to get her back. I'm My Alpha's Fated Love is created by Cara TaleSmith, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

Evie is an Immortal, not an ordinary Immortal but the daughter of the Evermore leader. Her parents expected their first daughter together to be destined for greatness, as were their sons. All Evermore and Immortals expected her to be a Chosen Immortal just like her brothers, it was expected. But shortly after her birth, a book of destiny with a red and gold cover appeared beside her, shattering all the expectations they had for her. Since the books of destiny are destined for ordinary immortals, her family was deeply disappointed and ended up neglecting her. Evie was raised by her older half-sister and her brother-in-law. Being exposed to rigorous education and heavy training since she was little, so she could prepare for when she was sent to the reality of her book of destiny. And finally, on her twentieth birthday, the day of her departure has arrived. She was physically ready and psychologically prepared to change Danika, the reality of her book of destiny, and to find her soulmate. But more than anything, she was eager to get away from all the gods who neglected her in her twenties. And as much as she was aware that her life in Danika was not going to be easy, she didn’t expect the family she was going to end up in to cause so much trouble for her. Nor that she would be exposed to pains that she would not wish for even her worst enemy.

On our seventh wedding anniversary, Harrison Drummond arrives with the woman he's been seeing behind my back. Tears fill Kate McCauley's eyes. Before I even have a chance to speak, she drops to her knees in front of me. "Ms. Kershaw, love isn't about who came first or last. Harrison and I care for each other with all our hearts. Please, let us be together." I turn to look at Harrison. With a heavy heart, he lifts Kate into his arms. The man who's always obsessed with cleanliness now wipes her tears away, not caring about the mess she leaves behind. Without raising his gaze, he says, "Kate has been by my side without any official name or title. I owe her that much. Don't worry, she's not after anything else. Having her here is no more than adding an extra pair of cutlery at the table." With that, he carries Kate into the bedroom and closes the door behind them. He seems to have completely forgotten that today is our wedding anniversary. Does he even remember the other woman who followed him without status seven years ago? I stare at the glowing "Happy Anniversary" sign resting on the table. In that instant, I realize there is no future left for us.

Nora’s tarot readings were never meant to matter. They were simple moments. A card flip. A quiet truth. Nothing that could ever disturb fate itself. Until the night the cards tremble in her hands. Until the air in the café sharpens and chills. Until something impossible steps out of the shadows. He does not belong to the world around him. His presence presses against it, ancient and heavy, unseen by everyone else. People walk past him without noticing a thing. But Nora sees him. And he is not pleased. He came to investigate the force that dared to bend fate. He expected danger. He expected power. He did not expect the girl sitting at the table with trembling cards. Every instinct tells Nora she should fear him. He is not human. Not mortal. He was never created to feel. Yet something in her pulls at him with a gravity he cannot escape. The more he watches her, the more impossible she becomes. And the more he realizes that whatever awakens inside him will not fade quietly. She may have changed someone’s fate. Now she has his attention. A forbidden attraction. A girl with a gift she barely understands. An immortal who was never meant to want. Until her. Once their paths cross, fate doesn’t just unravel. It begins to fight back.

On the heavy traffic road rushing my father to the hospital due to a cerebral hemorrhage, we ran into my husband, who was directing traffic as a police officer. My mother was about to wind the window down and beg him for help, but I immediately stopped her and decisively turned the steering wheel, taking a narrow side road instead. In my previous life, at this exact situation, after a brief moment of hesitation, my husband had chosen to clear a path for us and personally escorted my father to the hospital. That very night, his childhood sweetheart, out of spite because he hadn't answered her calls, turned on the gas and killed herself. He seemed utterly unaffected by her death. He even organized a welcome-home party for my father when he was discharged from the hospital. But on the day of the party, he poisoned every dish on the table. "It's because of you and your damn father! If it weren't for you, Rosalin wouldn't have killed herself! You're the ones who drove her to death! You should pay for her life!" When I opened my eyes once more, I had returned to the day my father collapsed. This time, my husband answered the phone. Without a second thought, he ran to his childhood sweetheart. Yet, why had he still come to regret it?

My superior loved tricking me into wearing tight-fitting pencil skirts to serve wine to sleazy clients while sticking close to them. Then, she would hint that I was single and a valid target while she excitedly waited for the clients to make a move on me. It was all in the name of checking the integrity of the clients and whether they were worthy business partners or not. The moment a client fell for it, she would rush over with righteous anger and throw wine in their faces. Then, she would lecture me with a voice heavy with anguish. “Do you lack money so much that you’d throw your dignity away just for better results?” She would trample all over my dignity to set up her image as a refined, noble woman. This time, she even prepared a gown with a super low neckline and pushed me to serve a client with a rich and powerful background. She threatened me by saying that if I did not go, she would deduct my bonus for three whole months of full attendance. But when I saw the familiar, cold man sitting in the seat of honor, it was my turn to laugh. If my brother saw me serving wine in this kind of dress, I did not doubt that by tomorrow, the company would be under my name.

On Valentine's Day, I paid in full for a sports car and gave it to my wife as a gift. But when my wife arrived at the private dining restaurant, she brought her parents—and her childhood sweetheart—along with her. The moment my mother-in-law saw it, she slammed her hand on the table, furious. "Tyler, do you have so much money that it's burning a hole in your pocket? Is all this really necessary just for a meal? "Megan pinches every penny at home, and here you are throwing money around outside—just to show off?" Embarrassed, I tried to explain that this was simply a token of my love for Megan. My father-in-law, however, kept a stern face. "No matter how expensive the car is, it's still going to get stuck in traffic during rush hour! It's not even as useful as the electric scooter Brandon gave her. If you ask me, you didn't put any real thought into this. "Oh, right. I heard the salesperson who sold you the car was introduced by Brandon. How exactly are you planning to repay that favor? No matter how busy you are with work, you can't just push everything onto Brandon to handle for you." I could hear the hidden meaning behind his words. So that was what this was really about. They were still holding a grudge because a week ago, when my father-in-law had twisted his back, I hadn't gone to the hospital to visit him. But at the time, I had been busy cleaning up the mess Brandon Hayes had caused for the company. I'd even kept him out of prison. Yet, instead of gratitude, they were turning the blame on me. After a long silence, my wife finally looked at me. "Tyler, transfer ten percent of the company's shares to Brandon as repayment." "And if I don't?" My father-in-law barked angrily, "Then I'll have Megan divorce you!" I laughed. Then I calmly pulled a divorce agreement from my pocket and placed it on the table. "Go ahead," I said. "Sign it."

Hey guys! This is Ellie. I have a question for you. What is Love? Can anyone explain? If yes, then what is the difference between Love and Unconditional Love? Confusing right? Then allow me to take you to my life journey, that could give you perfect answers. * A soul in the universe, asked God to incarnate it as a human being in order to experience human emotions and enjoy the beauty of the earth. God agrees and turns that soul into twin flames by splitting it into two halves. They are Alexander and Ellie. They share the same soul, but have different bodies. Belle and Ellie become best friends in college. One day, Belle invites Ellie to her home for Christmas holidays for which she agrees. It's then Ellie meets her twin flame Alexander. At the first sight itself, they feel some strange bond but they ignore it. When Ellie gets a call from her home, with heavy heart, she leaves for her hometown which is in the countryside. Crazy feelings starts blooming between the couple leaving them perplexed, curious and attract like a moth to a flame. * Now it's high time to meet two people from two different backgrounds, with slightly similar personality, and different ideologies. Get ready to get caught by the flames of a story that could melt hearts.

I watch as he gently places the gun on the table. Seconds tick by a heavy silence filling the room. He takes a stand and makes his way to me. He takes a stance behind my chair and places his firm arms on my armchair, caging me. I bask in his scent and warmth. "You choose now Lana, here and now." He whispers into my ear. His traces my knuckles before grabbing my notebook out of my hands, and tossing it on the table. "I wasn't done with that." I say. He laughs, I feel his chest rumble as he laughs. I turn to face him, feeling my breaths shorten with each passing second. "Eyes on the prize, Lana." He turns my head back towards the table. "You choose the notebook you can go back to living your life in fear and delusion, then one day end up dead in a dumpster or," He brushes a strand of hair from my face, " You could pick up the gun and hunt your past which shall it be Lana?" I feel beads of sweat on my back and my anxiety prickling through my skin. I have to choose, here and now. I extend my hand and pick my choice.