John Green 2008

I had just given birth when the country sent me on a secret mission that kept me undercover for seven years. When it finally ended, I came home on leave. I was eager to see my husband and children, whom I had missed every single day. However, the moment my car stopped at the gate, I saw my two children—my most precious treasures—being shoved down the steps by a woman. They tumbled hard, and they were covered in bruises. The next second, three snarling wolfhounds were released from the house, and they pounced on the children with bared teeth. Fury surged through me, and I charged forward. I got the dogs away with a few swift kicks and punches. Amid the animals’ pitiful howls, my ten-year-old son instinctively shielded his sister. His young face was pale with fear. Meanwhile, my eight-year-old daughter snapped out of her daze and trembled as she urged me to leave. “Miss, run! You hurt her dogs, and if Dad finds out, he won’t let you get away with it!” I forced down my anger and gently said, “She set the dogs on you first. Even if your dad were here, he’d protect you just like I did.” I did not expect this to make their eyes instantly fill with tears. Alarmed, I was about to ask what was wrong when a woman’s arrogant voice rang out. “You vagrant! I have a close relationship with Martin Gray, and I’m also the lady of the Gray family! “You and these two brats who dirtied my house aren’t leaving in one piece today!” I froze for a second before I took a deep breath and called my husband. “Martin, who’s this woman proclaiming to be the lady of the Gray family? Where did she come from? You’d better have a good explanation for this. And tell me, when did the house I left for John and Katy get a new owner?”

An hardworking ,young and beautiful Treasure fredrick was raised in an abusive home. Her life hard been made full of thorns,by her father Federick vincent. She was barely starting her life all over again after escaping the trauma and depression that had plagued her years after years from an abusive family ,she hoped running away would save her. Until a certain day work had her running into the dominant ,handsome and cold CEO Mr John philip Who happens to send cold and shivers down her bones . Will Mr john Philip be like others would would only submerge her into the ocean of despair and take out the only fire she had that warmed her soul and keep her Hope's blazing? He had a troubled past fueled by revenge ,pain and vengeance would Treasure be the one at the receiving end of all that pent up troubles that were covered with his cool gazes ,handsome face and charming personality . Would he take her through a rollercoaster of his dark past through a tidal wave of pain or pleasure or perhaps they would make it through the darkest hours.

"Does this feel wrong?" He asked, running his fingers up the slender curves of her spine, instinctively Abigail purred softly shaking her head. Rolling her bottom lip between her teeth roughly. Losing herself in his dangerous hues."Do you want this?" He grinned running this thumb over the bottom lip she had just been chewing, mischief swimming in his deep green eyes. Her breath caught in her throat watching him edge closer, consuming all of her senses. Nodding slowly, words escaping her. Lord help her she wanted him! "Use your words." He commanded, running his tongue over her swollen bottom lip. He tasted- exquisite. "Yes," She whimpered… Closing her eyes consumed by guilt. "But I want HIM too!" When Abigail moved to Blue Moon Creek seeking answers from her Father as to who and what she was, she quickly realised she had bitten off more than she could chew. Ending up smack bang in the middle of a century old rivalry, torn between two Alphas and her destiny! Soon releasing that even angels have to answer to fate. Her actions have consequences as do the answers to the questions she so desperately seeks.Will she follow her head and do what's expected of her, or will she follow her heart and fight fate?

R18+ “Fuck off, Azrael!” I snapped despite the crippling fear coiling tightly in my gut. “So you're a mouthy brat with me but a wet mouse with the others?” Those cold, green eyes narrowed. “I'm the one you should be afraid of, Saphielle, me. You do not know what I'm capable of.” ~ ~ ~ Everyone dreams of getting into ‘Velmorne Academy’ but it was an exclusive college to only the Elites. Only those at the top, you know, the 1% kind of rich? Yeah, exactly. So when I got accepted, I thought it was a miracle—It was a trap. Suddenly, the bullying started, and everyone hated me. And worst of all? Azrael, the Alpha prince, has made me his special prey. He says I belong to him and he’d do whatever it takes to make me his. It's hilarious and crazy cause he has a fiancè and I’m just a nobody. It makes no sense. He’s an arrogant asshole. And I fucking hate him. He's the bane of my existence and yet, I keep provoking him. Now I get dreams that I do not understand…they are strange, violent, terrifying—it messes with my sanity and distorts reality. And I’m convinced it has something to do with this school. And Azrael? He’s at the center of it. ~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~••~•~•~•~• WARNING: This book contains dark themes and content that some might find disturbing or distressing. Contents like: Bullying, Murder, Violence, Obsession, Explicit steamy scenes, Manipulation, etc…

“Madeline, can we sit and talk in a civil manner?” He asked me in a distant tone. Those green eyes which used to harbour warmth for me, now seemed empty. I felt like I was talking to a complete stranger. “I have seen and heard enough, Logan. You asked me to keep our marriage a secret because you wanted us to focus on our studies and career. Do you have any idea how hard it was for me to wait for you in a hope that one day, my sacrifice will be rewarded and you’ll come back to me? And you paid me like this?” I accused him while tears flew uncontrollably from my eyes. “What nonsense! My husband would never marry someone like you.” Kate taunted me. “Madeline, we were never married officially. I had to agree to my grandfather’s last wish because I couldn’t refuse him. I always loved you as my best friend but there were never romantic feelings attached. I thought you were smart enough to understand when I broke all contacts with you. Kate is my wife. The sooner you accept, the lesser you’ll feel bad.” He said without any remorse. He crushed my heart under the brutal ridicule of his heartlessness.

The moon goddess made her special right from Birth but her pack and her cruel alpha considered her an omega, the lowest rank 'I'm not a stranger to the dark. Hide away, they say "we don't want your broken parts" ' To her the pack and the alpha was the worst nightmare anyone would have in broad daylight ' I've learnt to be ashamed of all my scars' Alexandra woods was the most powerful alpha blooded werewolf and witch but still she was treated like trash. ' "Runaway", They say. No one will love you as you are' She was the one prophesied about but they didn't recognize her. ' but I won't let them bring me down to dust, 'cause I know there's a place for me' "THIS IS HERS" John Wilsonville is a billionaire and the Alpha king 'Yes, I know there's a special place in HELL for me...... It's called a throne' He was ruthless and feared, every female wanted to be with him 'I came into this world kicking and screaming while covered in blood. I have no problem going out the same way.' Vladmir.... the ruler of the creatures that roamed the night wouldn't let the light to his darkness just go..... 'They asked him, "how is your life?" ' Even if she is mated to another... 'He smiled and answered, "She's fine"' Chaos is scented, as anxiety flows through the veins of both gods and man as Fate is said to have made a mistake.... but then again..... did it? *-*-*-*You can dread it, You can run from it. . . But destiny still arises. . ' . . And now it's here. . , Or should I say, I Am. *-*-*-*.

I was the Peacock Princess. On the day I came of age, suitors from every corner of the clan gathered, all eager to win my hand. I chose Silvan, the noble Green Peacock, believing him to be the finest of them all. But after our marriage, I gave birth to a third-tier White Peacock. When Silvan saw the child, his face twisted with fury. He snatched the baby from my arms, killing it in one brutal motion. In his rage, he attacked me, ripping me apart from neck to feather, and tossed my remains to the wild beasts for their feast. Meanwhile, my elder sister, who married a second-tier Blue Peacock, gave birth to a rare and magnificent Purple Peacock. Her husband was crowned the new King of All Birds because of their child. But when I opened my eyes again, I found myself back on the day I had first chosen Silvan. This time, he publicly rejected me, turning to my sister instead, convinced that marrying her would bring him the coveted Purple Peacock. I knew then that he had also been reborn. He believed he could change his fate and father a Purple Peacock with her. But in this lifetime, he wouldn't even be able to produce the humblest Black Peacock.

"Every one action led to undesirable future, where outcomes were always vague, that was always the consequences." When Paul Simons lost his childhood friend during the last days of September, he was devasted and put himself in great grief. Wishing to wake up from the nightmarish, horrible reality of September, hoping to meet Serina Green again that died due to an odd case of suicide, The case itself was suspected to be a murder by Paul, and it further flames the anger on his heart. Drowned by agony and anger, Paul woke up another day only to realize he came back to the first week of September, where both Serina and him promised to have a concert at the September Ends, which will happen at the end of the month. Determine to fix the tragedic future, and to find the one who is responsible, he prepares himself to investigate the town before September Ends, but, Is the town and the incident as simple as it seems? Is the knowledge about the future is enough? Venture as the suspense of the lurking mystery was surfacing in the town, what did happen to the horrible tragedy of September Ends, what was the cause, who is the culprit. September End was a story mixed with romance, music, and thrill, every chapter will make you question; What really did happen? what lies around the fog of town, its dark secrets, and finally, The lurking shadow that was needed to get caught until it kills the one you love.

Lilith's father, a faithful and devoted Beta of the Green Forest pack , was wrongfully accused of colluding with members of other packs, intending to betray their own pack. The betrayal of a beta to an alpha is a scandal in itself; to conspire with members of other packs is a signal of instability that cannot be ignored within the pack. Consequently, her parents were executed while she was forced to watch, leaving her to descend into the role of an Omega. This led to her being rejected by her fated mate. As if fate had other plans for her, she discovered she was also mated to the Alpha King. Lilith, who had buried her feelings and vowed never to get manipulated by her emotions, is now faced not only with her new mate's constant concern but also with the task given to her by the Goddess. Would she allow the despair of the tragedies in her life to overwhelm her, or would she be a hope to the dying world around her? Read Mated to Alpha Gregory to find out.

Nine years ago, Charlotte Green willingly bound herself to a companionship system to save her sister. The system guided her to the side of Eric Lorvis, a man adored by fate and envied by the world. Her role, as dictated, was to pursue him under the guise of being mute. Before long, everyone in their social circle knew of the mute woman who loved Eric with a fervor bordering on madness. At a gathering one evening, he finally relented. "If you make yourself look like Emily, I'll allow you to stay by my side." Without hesitation, Charlotte borrowed money to undergo plastic surgery. She reshaped herself to resemble Emily Spencer—Eric's first love. With painstaking precision, she molded her preferences to match his, learned to cook his favorite dishes, and catered to his every need. Yet to him, she was no more than a housekeeper. He neither hid his disdain nor spared her his indifference. His insults, his cold stares—she bore them all in silence. She didn't care. As long as she fulfilled her task, the day would come when she could finally leave this world behind. However, when Charlotte truly died, the cold and aloof Eric, who had always appeared so composed in front of others, lost his mind...