History Repeats Itself Meaning

Selene is the Goddess of the Moon and the mother of all the werewolves. She protected her children as best she could but the hunters sought each and every last one of them and killed them in cold blood. The reason: the werewolves' strength and supernatural healing abilities. The werewolves were believed to be extinct after the hunter eradicated their entire species, but the Goddess protected two of them. A fated couple that she blessed with a gift of a possible future. She gifted them with a miracle baby, and soon the savior of the wolves would be reborn. The first werewolf of history would be reincarnated.

Eloise hates her kind. Her traumatic history with a certain werewolf has made sure of it. Because of this, she doesn't do packs and mates. She would rather stick to coffee and finding love in the traditional human way. But just when Eloise believes her indoctrination of normality is a success, a heartbroken werewolf stumbles into her cafe. A werewolf she does drugs with. A man she opens her heart to. A Beta she has sex with, awakening a whole lot of trouble for her simple constructed Eden.

When fiercely independent Aiden Matthews makes a spontaneous decision to visit home after a long absence, what she intended to be a day-long trip turns into an entire summer filled with old friends, new acquaintances... and a rekindled old flame. But after stumbling upon a seventy year old secret and the ghosts it stirs up, Aiden must navigate the sudden challenges to everything she thought she knew about her family history while confronting her deepest fears in order to chase her most fervently held dreams.

The life cycle of a butterfly lasts for an average of thirty days. In human time that was nothing. Within that thirty days the butterfly would go through the craziest of cycles, starting as an egg enclosed within a shell that is both impenetrable and fragile. Then that shell would break to let out a creature that was hideous and scary and weird. Soon the creature would enclose itself completely for the second time, never to be seen like that again. It was a period of transformation. In thirty days, a butterfly's life will be complete, coming out of the cocoon as a changed and majestic creature. But humans aren't butterflies and thirty days weren't enough. Book cover credits to the amazing A-Graphics (@hiagraphics). Check her works on https://www.facebook.com/hiagraphics/

The world twists for Vantae when he loses his only face as an Angel, or so he thought. The darkness from the past threatens to taint his today. And so Vantae is taken to the human world by his loved ones. Having the only escape to be a girl he never met, Vantae needs to play his role and fight to change his destiny. On the way to finding himself and protecting his friends, will Vantae be able to keep up with the mess that uncovers? • To hold the hand of his soulmate, he has to stop history from repeating itself.

The crowd starts a countdown to midnight like New Year’s Eve. I close my eyes and smile, holding Liam’s hand tightly. Everyone yells “ONE!” and cheers. I open my eyes and see the iridescent liquid light of the full moon pouring out of the giant orb flowing down over us. People around us ooh and ahh at the beautiful sight.  When the first rays of moonlight cascade over my skin, I feel a heat inside me turn into a burning fire. I gasp and look up at Liam. He looks at me with wide, surprised eyes. “Mate,” he murmurs and squeezes my hand tighter. It isn’t a comforting feeling. There are no sparks like people describe when they touch their mate. Maybe it takes a few minutes to develop. I smile and try to admire Liam, but I don't want to say it back. Nothing feels different. I still love him, but he’s not the one. Liam is looking at me, but it isn’t a look of true love. It’s lustful and carnal. I feel a pit in my stomach. Liam isn’t my mate. How can this be? And how was he able to call me his mate if he’s not mine? “Zara,” a woman’s voice says in my head, “My name is Lavender. I’m your wolf and you’re in grave danger, my dear. You need to run. You need to run now. Your life depends on it.” “My… wolf?” With everything that happened the past couple of hours, I forgot she was waking up. “L-Lavender, what’s happening? What do you know?” Lavender repeats her order. “Zara, you need to run. I can explain later. I’m so sorry this is happening to you, sweet girl.”

During a long holiday, my husband booked flights for a family vacation. On the way to the airport, I suddenly saw numbers appearing on everyone’s head. The numbers on my husband’s head indicated sixty years, but my parents and I had only six hours indicated on our heads. While I was puzzled over the meaning of those numbers, I noticed that the driver next to us only had six seconds indicated over his head through the car window. Five… Four… Three… Two… One. When the number turned zero, a massive truck immediately rammed into the car next to us. I saw flickers of fire, flesh and blood exploding before my eyes. People were screaming for help, but I could not hear anything. I trembled as cold sweat drenched my entire body. It was because my flight would be taking off in six hours.

I am a vampire, and that is the truth. But the modern meaning of the word vampire, the stories that have been told about creatures such as I, are not precisely true. I do not turn to ash in the sun, nor do I cringe when I see a crucifix. I wear a tiny gold cross now around my neck, but only because I like it. I cannot command a pack of wolves to attack or fly through the air. Nor can I make another of my kind simply by having him drink my blood. Wolves do like me, though, as do most predators, and I can jump so high that one might imagine I can fly. As to blood--ah, blood, the whole subject fascinates me. I do like that as well, warm and dripping, when I am thirsty. And I am often thirsty.

I thought mates were meant to love you. I thought they were meant to cherish you, so why was mine so different? Why was he such a coward that he rejected me without a beat when his father asked him to? What of the night we had spent? My life had always been trash, so when I was banished, it was no surprise no one spoke for me, but what they didn't know was I would be back five years later with a prophecy to tell, and my baby alpha, to claim his rightful position as heir. But what happens when things doesn't go as planned, and the prophecy itself was the one she was going to hate?

Marriage? Ugh! A kid? Double yuck. Billionaire CEO Kylian Litt needs a wife and fast, as not only is his inheritance is on the line, but he's scared his infuriatingly attractive younger brother, Kieran, will beat him to getting claiming hus inheritance. Yvonne, who's on the brink of bankruptcy needs a lifeline and so, a fake marriage is their perfect solution, until.... It turns out Yvonne has history with Kieran, Kylian's younger brother, who's reluctant to let Yvonne marry his brother. This fake marriage is about to get messy.