Highschool Of The Elite

It was not pleasant for her to grow up at her uncle's place after her parents died. Despite various problems, she used to be happy with herself. She spread love and harmony in the family. She was grateful to her uncle and was patient with her aunt and cousin. However, her life took a sharp turn when her aunt sold her for surrogacy to repay massive debts. She agreed to this arrangement to pay back her upbringing. When she gave birth to twins, she fled with one baby. She assumed her path would never cross again with the stranger who had gotten her pregnant. But she was proved wrong when a handsome, wealthy man approached her and asked her to be the mother of his son, who was the same age as her son. Is good luck knocking at her door? Or is destiny playing another nasty game with her?

Nikita's curse wasn't something that could simply be fixed, like a broken chair or a shattered vase. It was an immutable part of her, woven into the very fibres of her being. Accepting this truth had been a necessary act of survival, one she had embraced long ago, and she knew that the sooner others accepted it, the better. Cursed at a tender age due to her father's unkindness, Nikita was fated to bring death to anything she touched. This curse was a punishment meant to ensure that her father’s bloodline ended with her. The gravity of her curse revealed its brutality when, at just six years old, she accidentally killed her own mother with a simple touch. As years went by, her father's harsh reign eventually met its end, and Nikita inherited his throne, becoming the leader of her pack. However, at her father's funeral, destiny intervened in the form of Rykor, the son of a man who had so cruelly cursed her. Intrigued by the dark and cold Nikita, Rykor saw more than just the curse that shadowed her existence.

My husband and I go on a road trip back to my hometown before Christmas. I want to ride shotgun, but he chases me to the backseat so his female colleague can sit in front. He says, "Isabel gets carsick easily. You are my wife, so you should be more considerate of her." He seems to have forgotten that I'm pregnant—my morning sickness is at its peak. Halfway through the journey, he and Isabel Slater start smoking. They make me throw up. The smell disgusts them, and my husband wants to teach me a lesson. He and Isabel leave me at the rest stop. Unbeknownst to them, my family is already waiting there. This time, I'm going back with them and getting an abortion and divorce. Later, my husband is filled with regret when he learns the child is gone.

Chrysler Lianna Salvatera is the red-haired and only daughter of the newly elected President of their country. What happens when at the day of her father’s inauguration ceremony, she gets abducted by the most powerful half vampire, half witch, and half werewolf – Niklaus Deveraux?

Eight years into our bond, I spotted a child at the kindergarten who looked uncannily like Malcolm—my mate. Malcolm had told me he was away on a business trip. However then he was holding that child in his arms, gently coaxing him. "Be good, sweetheart. In a few days, I'll bring you and your mom home. You're my only child. I'll never abandon you." The child smiled, content and trusting. I stood hidden around the corner, unable to breathe from the pain gripping my chest. Eight years ago, I had taken a silver blade to the stomach to save Malcolm. I lost my wolf that day—and with it, the ability to ever carry a pup. Back then, Malcolm had sat beside my hospital bed and made a promise: "You are the only mate I will ever choose. Whether or not we have a pup doesn't change that." However, what I saw now felt like a brutal slap—a reality too sharp to ignore. What value would Luna have if she'd lost her wolf and could no longer bear heirs? How could I possibly compare to someone who could give him a child, and the pack, a future? Choking back the pain swelling in my chest, I picked up the phone and called my father. "Dad… would you still want a daughter who's lost her wolf?" His voice came through, steady and sure. "Of course. No matter what happens, I'll always be here for you."

"Lift your hand," I said looking at how he held onto his bicep with a tight grip. "Let me take a look at the bullet wound." "No tesoro. I can do this myself," Vittore grumbled and I gave him incredulous look. "Don't start that bullshit with me Vittore. Remove your arm and let me help you or..." I trailed off, not able to say more. I was still in shock but I could do this. "Just... just let me help." "No." I glared at Vittore. "Why are you being so damn egotistic?! Let me help you! Do you know what it was like to find you like... and to..." I couldn't even get all the words out. "Let me help you. Please." Begging wasn't something I'd ever do but I just needed him to let me help him. "No-" "Why?!" I suddenly exploded. "Why won't you just let me help you?!" "Because I don't know how to handle it ok?!" Vittore suddenly exploded, his dark eyes glaring at me. "I don't know how to handle these... feelings. Fuck tesoro you drive me crazy! Don't you see that? You make me question everything I've ever known and... I can't..." I watched Vittore as his expression turned determined. "Fuck it." He leaned forward and pressed his lips on mine.

Seth Allen had never had any luck with women when it comes to love and marriage. Soon, he became tired of his lonely life and decided to get a surrogate mother to carry his child. All of Isabella's life, she never had any luck with men. All they always seem to want from her was just sex. Already tired of the disappointments, she decided that she was going for an insemination using an unknown sperm donor. The hospital made a mistake and Isabella carried the child of Seth. Neither of them was ready to let go of the baby. All they were left with was to live together so that they could decide how to solve the mess. Would they be able to get past their experience and shed their insecurities for the sake of their future?

He wasn't the biggest wolf of them all, far from it. But after his rejection, he had to find a new world. He would make them pay for everything. Terrell was back. A new Alpha, a new pack, and he marched right into that town that had turned his life from horrible to worse. He was back to make the associations needed for his pack, but more importantly, to show them they weren't in charge anymore. Rejected, lost, and now, a hot shot. Gavin would never know what hit him, just like she didn't.

Orphaned Jadenne has lived through more trials, and tribulations than any wolf could imagine. Alone in the world with no friends, and very few prospects she is desperate for a change. On the day that she plans to end it all, she has a chance encounter with the feared Pierce. Known for his brutal judgements, and swift consequences no one crosses the lycan Pierce. True to his name the man is cold, and hard as stone. Then Jadenne falls into his arms, and he feels an unnatural pull to protect her against the world. Can these two troubled souls find love, or will their own guarded hearts keep them apart?

Vampires, werewolves, wicthes and humans are all beings that have been fighting and engaging in a batle for dominace, the war between them has been raging on for centuries as Alliances break and new bonds are forged anew. Atarah, who was raised by the Alpha on an island dominated by werewolves. As the only different breed on the island she can't compete with the other werewolves but her unique features set her completely different from ordinary humans. Mysteries surround her birth and her origins, she feels compelled to explore the human world and live her life as a human but the story behind her origins emerges and she sets out to the outside world to discover herself.