Inso's Law

In a kingdom ruled by a corrupt royal family, Asha Frostheart, the last of the *Frostkin*—an ancient and powerful werewolf bloodline—embarks on a perilous journey to reclaim her people’s lost legacy. With the ancient *Soulbone* magic shattered, she unites the scattered clans of the *Frostkin*, forging an alliance of outcasts, rebels, and oppressed warriors who have long been silenced under the crown’s rule. As the royal forces prepare to strike back, Asha must navigate betrayal, sacrifice, and the power of the land itself to dismantle the monarchy's grip on the kingdom. With the weight of her people’s past heavy on her shoulders, Asha faces a brutal decision: to destroy the very magic that has bound her ancestors to the land and secure freedom for the next generation, or risk losing everything in an unending war. Amidst fierce battles, shifting alliances, and the whispers of her ancestors, Asha's journey becomes a race against time—one that could either rebuild her people’s future or shatter it forever. *Frost's Rebirth* is an epic tale of power, sacrifice, and resilience, where the past and future collide in a fight for survival and freedom.

“I love you” I whispered and he went rigid, his head snapped up and his blue eyes darkened. “Don’t you ever say that” he growled, clenching his fist “Why?” I asked and held his hand, he averted his gaze, staring at his former love grave. “I can’t love” he said, “I am just a zombie, My heart died with her years ago” Arthur said, pointing at the grave, he looked at me studying my face, “Just don’t say that again please” “It’s okay” I said softly, “But it just don’t change the fact that I love you. And I am ready to be a good wife” I said, Arthur gaze hardened. “That’s your problem,” Arthur said, “I don’t want you to say that, and know your place” His statement hurt, but I faked a smile, and he nodded and walked away, I stared at his lover’s grave and dropped my necklace on it. Maybe she was worthy to wear that more than I.

Deadly. Disgraced. Disarmed. Harlow is the Faction's top assassin—lethal, loyal, and emotionally detached. Until her partner is killed in the line of duty… and he dies whispering that he loves her. Now, spiraling from grief and guilt, Harlow is exiled to a remote mountain town for a forced sabbatical. She's angry, volatile, and worse—completely purposeless. But peace isn’t what awaits her. Malachi is the Alpha of the largest werewolf pack in the Northwest, hardened by war and haunted by the violence he must wield to protect his people. With enemy wolves threatening his territory and whispers of a coming war, he can't afford distractions—especially not the deadly human woman who crashes into his world with a sharp tongue, faster fists, and secrets that could tear both their lives apart. When fate collides assassin with Alpha, sparks ignite. But as Harlow uncovers a supernatural conspiracy and Malachi grapples with the truth of their bond, they must face enemies from both their worlds—before everything burns. Laced with dark humor, brutal action, and smoldering chemistry, Alpha’s Assassin is a gritty, fast-paced paranormal romance for fans of enemies-to-lovers, morally gray leads, and high-stakes supernatural intrigue.

Ophelia is the daughter of mafia boss Mitch Geno. All she has ever wanted was to have a normal life, but her life is far from normal. Mitch has made her safety a top priority and assigned Damian Blackman as a personal bodyguard to be with her at all times. Days before her 21st birthday, her father's rival retaliates against the family and all their efforts to keep her safe fail. It becomes a race against time to find her or Mitch will be forced to comply with his rival's demands. In the wake of all the drama, Ophelia and Damian fall in love. He has sworn to protect her with his life and will do anything to keep her safe. But things take a turn for the worst when it is discovered that there is a traitor at the Geno compound. Ophelia is no longer safe in her own home and it falls to Damian to get her to safety. Little does she know; the traitor is someone she knows and trust. When her trust is betrayed and she is handed over to her father's rivals, Damian must redeem himself and help Mitch do whatever it takes to get her back.

My wife, Valerie Larson, had a congenital heart condition. Despite that, she still wanted to have a child with her first love, Eugene Dyer. I refused without a second thought. Ten months later, Eugene's mother, Susan Turner, passed away. Her eyes were still wide open as if refusing to accept death without ever holding her grandchild. Overcome with guilt for failing his mother, Eugene took his own life in his small, rundown apartment. Valerie, consumed by grief and anger, took us on a road trip, only to crash the car head-on into a truck without hesitation. She shouted, "It's your fault Eugene died! If you had let me give him a child, he never would have ended up like that! His whole family is gone, so yours doesn't deserve to live either!" When I opened my eyes again, I found myself back on the day Valerie first asked to have Eugene's child. This time, I forced a small smile and said, "Darling, go ahead. Our whole family will support you."

"This is wrong, Rosie. I'm engaged to your mother." Henry murmured, touching my cheeks softly. "It's wrong that I want you this way." "Then let it be wrong," I whispered, pressing my body against his. "Because I don't know how else to make it right with you. And I'm tired of having you in my thoughts and dreams alone." ****** Rosie has a secret, a forbidden one. And obsession to the one man she could never have. Her professor. Gareth Henry, disciplined and respectable. Henry was nothing more than Rosie's fantasy, until fate pulled them together. Not as her professor… But as her mother's fiancèe. Forced to live under the same roof, Rosie is trapped between what she wants and what she should never desire, every glance, every accidental touch and every quiet moment between them becomes a crack in their restraint. Because Henry remembers her. And the tension between them is no luck them one-sided. But lines exist for a reason. And crossing them could destroy everything, her family, her future and the fragile control they're both desperately holding onto.

Three powerful men. One naive girl. And a single week that changed everything. She was just nineteen trusting, hopeful, and pulled into their world of wealth, charm, and danger. One unforgettable week left her with a broken heart… and a secret she swore never to reveal. Ten years later, she returns. Not out of love. Not out of forgiveness. But because her son the child they never knew existed is running out of time. The cure lies in their blood. But she’s not just here to beg. She wants answers. She wants justice. She wants them to hurt. But as truths unravel and sparks reignite… She begins to wonder did she ever really know them at all?

Ranie Oleen Nach, also known as NYX, is a master assassin who kills people without leaving a trace. One day, NYX was proclaimed dead without a trace, leaving three questions unanswered: when, why, and how did she die? Dhruv Ugo Mace is a former police officer who is haunted by the memories of his first love, Ranie Oleen Nach. Dhruv is still suspicious of her death as the evidence gathered was insufficient to declare her death as natural. But just as he was about to give up looking for her, a mysterious lady applied to be his secretary, and he sees his first love in the woman but believes it's impossible, but what if they're the same person?

I've always dreamed about finding my true love but falling in love with a handsome vampire was a shocker. He was handsome, dark and mysterious. His eyes were always on mine, but he always acted cold towards me. I don't know what I did to deserve such inhumane treatment from him. But I got my answer the day I sneaked into his strange home with my little puppy Bingo. I grasped a broken photo frame that Bingo had knocked off the table. I cleared off the broken glasses carefully. My eyes widened in shock when I saw the photo. It was a picture of a girl with dark brown hair and brown eyes just like mine. The most weird part was that she looked exactly like me. She was wearing a white sparkling wedding dress and a man with black curly hair had wrapped his arms lovingly around her. It was Hayden. This was a wedding photo taken 18 years ago. Someone snatched the photo from my hands when I turned around, and I met Hayden's angry gaze. “What are you doing here?!” He growled furiously. “ Who is Azalea and why does she look like me?” I demanded furiously. I swallowed hard. Furthermore, I think I might have discovered the biggest secret ever.

"Also not her your Lordship. For it is the first princess of the kingdom. Princess Ninsab" Xisuthra said and bowed his head multiple times. . Xisuthra had just confirmed the death of the princess and he was sure that someone had poisioned her. Asalan Enlim who was the Emperor of Slosalia was not sure how to take the news in. How was the king of Iduivacan going to react when he hears that the one betrothed to his son was dead? He would only take it as a ploy to escape the marriage. "Make sure the news doesn't get out until I find something to do about the situation," the emperor told Xisuthra. His other daughters were too young to play peace offering. He would just have to find a solution to the problem. Una Whiteland was only trying to find the person who had killed her parents. She went ahead to join the police force. She had exerted her sweet revenge on the person when she was shot and woke up finding herself in the past. In the Kingdom of Slosalia. "She looks exactly like her highness" Xisuthra whispered. "Are you sure?" the emperor asked as a plan formed in his mind. No matter who this woman was she was going to be the emperor's daughter to prevent them from going to war. If they went to war they'll lose and he would lose his throne. This was the only way to protect his throne and kingdom. She was from the future and forced to be a princess. He was an emperor willing to protect his kingdom.