Novel & Cerita Infinity Castle Door

20 years after the death of her father, Zeiah has grown up without knowing the true identity of her mother. She was raised by her mother Althea like an ordinary girl. Until one night when they were attacked by a gigantic monster that she had never seen in her entire life. Someone discovered their existence and her mother did her best to protect her. Clueless about the events unfolding in front of her Zeiah managed to escape without her mom but before that, she was instructed to go into the kingdom of Zeurion and head directly into the Rayon castle to find the person that could help her. She thought bringing herself in the City of Zeurion and finding her mom's true identity would be the last thing she would do to fulfill every question that keeps on crashing into her mind but unfortunately, she was wrong because stepping inside of Zeurion's City will be a matter of choice between her fate and love. What would she do? Zeiah has a choice but whatever it is, would it bring a great change into her life especially when the battle begins?

Charlotte is a traveling historian with a specific interest in old towns, which is what brings her to the forgotten Willow Creek. Her research takes a drastic turn when she discovers that the place is harboring a mysterious castle that belongs to an even more mysterious vampire Lord. She will do anything to unlock the secrets of the little town, even offering up her blood. However, Charlotte soon finds out that she may have bitten off more than she could chew. *** “So, what is it that you think you’re offering me that isn’t what you’ve already agreed to?” “If you can answer the simplest difficult questions for me, then I’ll offer you a living taste,” Charlotte said. Silently, he closed the distance between them. Charlotte’s eyes closed while he neared her neck, his lips just above her skin. “Drinking so savagely from anyone is just not the way I do things.” In The October Wind is created by Rachelle Keener, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

"F-Fine," she said and squeezed her eyes shut. "I'll do it." To keep her job and pay her nephew's hospital bills, Evelyn agreed to a one night stand with a casino client. In the dim corridor with red lights, someone grabbed her waist, the evil chuckle hot against her ear. No. She didn't want this. That smelly man! She didn't want him! There was a door right before her and she squinted her eyes. What did it say? The wordings looked too long to be the 'exit'. "Stay still," the man growled behind her and started to pull her away. "That's the presidential suite. Our room is right-" She elbowed him with all her strength that he yelped and let go of her. Panic set in her heart as she ran to the exit room right in front of her. She grabbed the door handle and was about to push it open when it was suddenly yanked open. Evelyn lost her footing and fell face first into a hard brick! What kind of wall was warm and smelled so sweet, enough to keep her temperature cool?

In a world where power is everything and weakness is despised, the Werewolf Kingdom bows to one man—The Enigma, a ruler feared as much as he is revered. Cursed with a beast no one can tame, every full moon demands a bride… and every bride leaves shattered, unable to withstand the monster within him. When the next offering is demanded, fate takes a cruel turn. Instead of a noble daughter, Elian Silvermist—a male omega, unwanted and ridiculed—is forced to take her place. Hidden beneath his quiet strength lies a dangerous secret: a scent so intoxicating it can bring even the strongest Alpha to his knees. But the moment Elian steps into the Enigma’s castle, everything changes. Because the monster does not see prey. He sees his mate. As the full moon approaches, desire clashes with fear, and secrets begin to unravel. The closer Elian gets to the truth, the more he begins to question everything— Is the Enigma truly a devil… or a king bound by something far darker? And when the bond finally awakens, one question remains: Will Elian survive the monster… or become the only one who can tame him?

Sire, humans, northern border", a guard rushed into the throne room panting out, "Father, should I take care of this?", his son asked, tired of sitting down in the castle all day, "No, you stay here and make sure that your sister does not leave her room, she has seen enough of that human boy" ", he ordered, "How could she even claim to love him when his father tried to kill your mother?" With almost twenty years gone, Alpha King Dwayne and Luna Queen Daphne had given birth to another child; a daughter, Desiree with the soul and spirit of her shrewd and merciless father. She eventually finds love but what happens when her love is given to the wrong person of the wrong specie? Would the Luna Princess accept her father's wishes or would she allow an inevitable war to take place? Would the Alpha Prince and Luna Queen support her or go against her chase for her love? •This is the book two of The Luna Queen. •Mature Content. •Womem are openly called bitches. •Humans were extinct

Everyone says I'm lucky to be Frosthowl pack's Luna because my Alpha mate, Matthew White, loves me dearly. I love roses and fireworks, so he buys all that are available on my birthday. When it's almost midnight, he kisses me tenderly and says, "I'll turn you into a Luna that everyone envies, Amber." The fireworks light up the sky above the castle of roses he's built for me, and they go on for the rest of the night. They make it seem brighter than day. He and I do it underneath the fireworks and flowers throughout the night, and I accidentally catch a cold. Matthew is so guilty that he summons the pack's best healer to treat my inconsequential cold. All the werewolves treat our mate bond as a symbol of true love. However, just moments ago, I found a torn pair of black stockings in his suit jacket's pocket. I never wear those. However, his secretary, Beth Seymour, who helps him deal with the pack's matters, wears them every day.

“His skin is white as porcelain, his blonde hair flows flawlessly through the air. His pulpy lips were luscious as.. No, what are you thinking? He’s just a character, he’s not real. He’ll never be real” Natalie Smith, an inspiring Romance novel writer, got caught in an accident and was woken up in an unfamiliar place that soon she’ll learned was old wales, the place of the current story she’s been writing of. She somehow transported to the novel she’s been writing up and decided to play along as she was trying to figure out how she will returned back to her own reality as she becomes one of the palace housemaids to survive. “She’s just a mare servant here in this castle, yet she piques up my interest” Alex Evans, the coldhearted first Prince of Wales took notice of Natalie as she becomes a housemaids in their royal household. He then took her as his personal servant and as time passed love blossoms between them. “How did I entangled myself with the male lead?!”

Three years married to Victor, the Don, and as far as New York was concerned, we were untouchable. Until my own car was in the shop, so I took his daily driver from the garage. On the way, I activated the car's smart system and said, "Navigate home." But the screen pinpointed a place I had never seen before — a villa in the suburbs. Then, a sugary-sweet voice floated from the speakers: "Okay! Setting course for Victor and Mia's secret castle." My stomach dropped. Who was Mia? And what secret castle? Without a second thought, I dialed his number. "The home address is set to some strange place." He just laughed it off. "Oh, that. One of my guys' car broke down the other day. I let him use mine to drop someone off." "Okay, no problem," I said, smiling into the phone. I ended the call and pulled up the navigation history. That villa address was listed seventeen times, every single one on a day Victor was supposedly "out of town on business." I fired up the engine and drove.

A young woman showed up at my door, saying she wanted to become my wife to repay me for saving her life. She drove my younger sister out of the house and wanted to transfer the family property to her parasitic parents in my name! I immediately reported her. How could someone be so bold as to commit robbery right at my home in a society governed by law?

I had just moved in when the young male model across the hall called the police. He claimed I had fallen in love with him, turned bitter when he rejected me, and had been harassing him ever since—banging on his door, threatening him, and even trying to sexually coerce him. When the police showed up, he pointed right at me and started yelling, “Pervert! You knock on my door every night! You even use binoculars to spy on me, and you’ve been posting my photos online! “I’ve seen you! Standing by your window, staring at me, always trying to get close. It’s disgusting!” The neighbors gathered around, whispering and pointing at me. Someone even shoved me, calling me shameless. “Women like this are trash.” “She looks normal. Who would've thought she's a creep?” Under everyone’s accusations, I slowly took off my sunglasses, revealing the hollow sockets where my eyes should be. “Officer, how exactly is a blind person supposed to peep at anyone?”