Innocent Witch

Twelve years ago, Cherry Collins was orphaned after a ghastly fire outbreak, broke across her parents massive restaurant empire, killing them on the spot and rendering her homeless, Cherry became heartbroken and lost. Just 11 years old at the time, she roamed round the streets begging for food and eating from trash cans. Luckily for her she meets Jayson, at a mansion where she goes to pick trash, they hit it off and quickly become tight friends. Due to unknown reasons, they split during college. Revolving worlds and changing times, they meet again, Cherry is now 23, and a cold-hearted, rich and independent woman, who has vowed never to fall in love again, Jayson is still a rich enterprenuer. They meet and rekindle old flames and friendship. Will they finally fall in love? Can they admit that the friendship from before was more than just that? Find out in this intriguing romance novel.

Marcela Gold was the perfect Luna, she grew up being groomed, breaded, educated to be a Luna. This Luna was married, marked, and mated but never had children as they were chosen mates. Marcela Silver was the lowest Omega, her family disowned her, she was forced to work since she was a child, and hasn’t found her fated mate but lives with her best friend, she works in the pack house with the rest of the staff. One day the Luna had a horrible tantrum for not being able to have a child of her own, and threw the omega up against the wall knocking her unconscious. Selene seeing this decided to SWITCH their soul’s and gave them a new life, till they could learn to love, respect, and value each other they would remain in the bodies they have been switched over to.

“My eyes flashed open as the chilly air passed through my whole body but it wasn't the cold that woke me up. Grayham was lying next to me and his warm body caressed mine when he turned to me, his eyes shut. His warm breath flushed all over my face. I shut my eyes and imagined the comfort his body would bring to me. Then his legs curled up around mine and an electric shock shot up to my brain. The bulge in my trousers doubled in size. Through the dark, I led my hand into my trousers and when I clasped my dick, it was erect, swollen, and heavy. What if he was touching me? What if my cock was buried into his mouth or what if his hands were the ones doing the stroking? Fuck! I stroked harder as I imagined myself shoving my huge dick down his throat. I spewed on the floor and turned to the bed face down while panting heavily. Then, the warning bells in my head rang! Did I just cum while thinking about my mortal enemy?” *** Miles Kaden lives quietly, fiercely protective of the old building his father once tended. He’s stubborn, grounded, and bound to a place full of history—and secrets. Grayham Wilson is sharp, cold, and disgustingly rich. He builds empires by tearing others down. And now he wants that old building. They were never meant to meet. But one impulsive act changes everything. They wake up in each other’s bodies. What starts as a battle of wills quickly turns into something far more tangled. Because the longer they live each other’s lives, the more blurred the lines become. Two men. One curse. A hundred days to survive it—or risk losing not just their lives, but themselves.

He is an Alpha Werewolf-Vampire Hybrid Prince She thought she was an ordinary Werewolf-Witch Both made without consent She is running for her life He is searching for someone important What will they do when their paths cross? Will he be able to protect her?? Or will she be a victim of her past??? * This story is the third instalment of my 'Royal Family' series, this series is best read in order. ** Warning this story may trigger some readers as it contains mature and physical abuse, rape, some violence and mature scenes. Please read at own discretion! Royal Family Series Book 1 - The Werewolf and the Vampire King Book 2 - Daughter of the Vampire King Book 3 - The WereWitch and the Royal Alpha Prince Book 4 - The Royal Triplets

Si Rain Mikhail Aragones ay isang eighteen-year-old high school student at halos nasa kanya na ang lahat ng katangian ng isang ideal guy dahil bukod sa kaguwapuhan nitong taglay, gentleman din siya, matalino, at mayaman. Sa katunayan, siya rin ang Vice President ng kanilang Student Council. Kaya naman hindi na nakapagtataka kung bakit kaliwa't kanan ang mga babaeng nahuhumaling sa kanya. Ngunit lingid sa kaalaman ng lahat, si Mikhail ay itinatago ang tunay niyang katangian sa kabila ng 'almost perfect' image na pinapakita niya sa school. Siya talaga ay isang playboy na mahilig sa "sexcapade". Mahilig siyang mag-explore sa sex at ginagawa niya ito sa iba't ibang babae, kaya't marami siyang "FUBU" na tinatawag. Ngunit isang araw, biglang nagbago ang lahat matapos siyang malunod sa pool at paggising niya mula sa isang comatose, nasa katawan na siya ng isang babae! Alamin kung paano kakayanin ni Mikhail na mabuhay bilang isang ganap na babae habang tinutuklas niya ang paraan para makabalik siya sa orihinal niyang katawan.

I call it twist of fate.. It might happen for the good of someone or unfortunate in some way. After all, their story is no different from each other. Keisha and Katherine, the two were intentionally switched at birth. Keisha, beautiful, simple and hard-working young lady, who grew up from a low class family near the fishport. She spent all her life fishing and taking care of her family. Katherine, beautiful, but arrogant and spoiled Lady with a lavishing lifestyle. She grew up in a big city with her wealthiest parents. They made sure she luck nothing. But Destiny played it's role. The Two ladies crossed paths. Unfortunately, they fell in love with the same man. Handsome and most influential young president of WS Co-operation. Read more as their identity is revealed and the unfortunate happen.

Meet Ella a simple minded girl who just wants to go out of her small town to grow as a person. She is quirky, naive and shockingly not a nerd. Technology is not her Bestfriend so witness on how she will navigate the Big city armed with her charm and clumsiness. James Rosen- Hower a CEO who don't give a fuck. Intelligent, cold but fair. His world turned upside down when he met Ella and he loved every second of it. No drama pure weirdness and fun only.

It all started with a bet. Merliah wanted to prove that she could make everyone fall for her. However, who would have thought that a 33-year-old dean of their college could defy her advances? Irritated and obsessed with getting the dean's attention, she found herself falling for him, but to his eyes, she is just a kid that is yet to mature. Should she give up on him or still chase after him?

My best friend Sophie and I went into labor the very same night. I watched her switch out the two infants with my own eyes, but I did not tell a single soul. For the next decade, I fed, clothed, and raised a daughter that was not mine. On the day the two girls turned eighteen, they received their college offer letters at the same time. One got into an ivy league school, and the other, a community college whose name I had not even heard of. I had never seen Sophie so happy in my entire life. Grinning from ear to ear, she whipped out the DNA report she had been saving for this very moment. "Thank you for raising my daughter to be the valedictorian that she is today. It's time she returns to her mama. As for this good-for-nothing scum… You can take her back!" I sneered. "Very well then." She had no idea what was coming.

I stood at the edge of Ironwood territory, boots sinking into mud as cold seeped through my coat. I hated being this close to their land. It smelled like wet dog, testosterone, and trouble. “You’re late, witch.” The voice hit low and deep, vibrating through the ground before it reached my ears. I didn’t flinch. I refused to give him that. I turned slowly, amethyst eyes narrowing as I found him at the tree line. Guilermo Santander. He stepped into the gray light, rain sliding off his broad frame. Six-foot-five of pure menace. Dark hair plastered to his forehead, silver streaks catching the gloom, and those amber eyes—burning straight through me. “I’m not late,” I said calmly, though my pulse spiked. “You wolves just don’t understand patience.” He stopped three feet away. My skin prickled as the runes along my ribs flared hot, reacting to the dense magic rolling off him. Suffocating. Intoxicating. “And you witches don’t understand territory,” Guilermo said. He didn’t sound feral. He sounded tired—like a man carrying a century of weight on deceptively young shoulders. He leaned in and sniffed near my neck. I stiffened. “You smell like sage and burnt sugar,” he murmured, voice dropping, darker now. “It’s giving me a headache.” “Then stop breathing,” I snapped. One corner of his mouth lifted, a flash of sharp canine. “Make me.” The air between us snapped tight. My magic stirred, violet haze curling from my fingertips without permission, brushing the leather of his jacket. He didn’t pull away. He leaned closer. And standing there in the freezing rain with a man who could tear my throat out, I realized two things: Elder Sibal was wrong—Guilermo wasn’t a monster to be chained. And I was in serious trouble.