Kars Blade Novels & Stories

On the day I tried on my wedding dress, a stranger burst into the VIP fitting room and slashed me with a knife. She tore my dress to shreds, her face twisted with rage. "A gold-digger like you doesn't deserve a dress this expensive!" The blade, soaked in sulfuric acid, pierced my abdomen, and I collapsed in agony. She grabbed my hair and slapped me, snarling, "Clarence promised to marry me! You're nothing but a homewrecker!" Blood stained my gown as the truth hit me. My boyfriend of seven years had been cheating on me. "Keep staring, huh? My man runs this city. I could kill you, and no one would touch me!" she taunted, smug as hell. With bloodied hands, I pulled out my phone and dialed my brother. "Chris, come get me from the bridal shop. And tell the Thompsons the engagement is off."

I was killed by my own twin sister. Mira drove a silver dagger straight through my heart. “Lyra, if it weren’t for you, I would’ve married Ronan and become the Luna of the most powerful pack in the South.” I pulled the blade out of my chest. Blood burst from the wound. I drove it back into her—straight through her heart. In the reflection of her terrified eyes, my body began to rot. My wolf was fading. We collapsed together in a pool of blood. Then— I opened my eyes again. Alpha Kael and his twin brother, the beta Ronan, had come to choose their brides. Mira rushed forward. She took Ronan—my mate from my last life. That was when I knew. She remembered everything too. I smiled. And took Kael’s hand. Go ahead, Mira. You think you chose power. You just chose your executioner.

Cerebus follows Ellie Carson, a young woman drawn into a war she never asked for, when the myths of the ancient world erupt back into reality. Her unlikely ally is Cerebus — not the demon of legend, but a scarred, loyal three-headed golden retriever, each head with its own mind, instincts, and heart. Armed with the Blade of Bellerophon, Ellie and Cerebus are thrust into a desperate struggle against the Chimera, a monstrous force of fire, venom, and destruction that lays waste to cities and civilizations. As governments falter and militaries fail, Ellie and Cerebus forge a bond of trust, sacrifice, and love, learning to fight as one. Together, they must navigate labyrinths of myth, global chaos, and their own fears to protect a fragile world standing at the edge of apocalypse. The story builds from training and mistrust, to alliance and survival, and finally to an epic showdown in the ruins of Rome—where a girl and her dog face the end of history itself. But victory is not the end… because the gates to other myths are beginning to open.

After five years of marriage, I received a wedding invitation from abroad. The groom is my husband, Arnold Willowstream. The bride is my younger sister, Yasmine Cooper. In disbelief, I decide to fly to Ainland and witness the wedding for myself. But the moment I see Arnold holding Yasmine and kissing her deeply, my heart shatters completely. Fireworks explode in the sky, and glowing words appear above—"Happy Marriage, Mr. Willowstream and Ms. Yasmine." In that instant, it feels like a blade piercing straight through my chest. Watching them look so happy together, I feel like I'm the one intruding on someone else's marriage. Love is a game for two—there's no room for a third. If he's already gotten married to someone else, what place do I have left in his life? Rather than waiting to be pushed out, I choose to walk away on my own and at least keep the last shred of dignity.

"Love was never part of the equation, sunshine," he whispered, his words a cold blade to my heart, shattering the fragile hope I'd clung to. Rory's life was reduced to ashes the day she discovered her wolf was a myth, a cruel fate that severed her connection to the world she once knew. No bonding, no mating, no purpose. But fate has other plans. As her father's pawn in a game of power, she's traded from one nightmare to another. Yet, her new captor, Orion, might not be the monster she expects. Driven by vengeance and a desperate bid to reclaim his pack, Orion's arranged to marry the enemy's daughter, intent on breaking her spirit as his own was shattered. But as the lines between love and hate blur, he'll face an impossible choice: sacrifice his pack or surrender to his forbidden desire. When darkness meets sunshine, will it be a salvation or a cruel fate awaiting?

The lands have been cursed, and no female children have been born to Alphas or Betas for almost two generations, none… except for her, Ellie Knight, the last Luna.Alphas come from far and wide to battle for her hand. Only one could win.Who will it be?Alpha Ulysses who seems more like a friend?Alpha River who caught her eye immediately?Or Alpha Blade who cheats at every turn?***"And the winner of the tournament is…'"Ellie grasped the handsome Alpha who had won her hand.She remembered the stolen kisses they'd shared in the woods and the times he'd danced with her at the celebratory balls. And she couldn't have been happier to finally be his.However, the wedding which should be her happiest moment turned into a humiliation and a betrayal.Would Ellie ever allow him back to her life, or would she spend the rest of her days as a rejected mate?The Last Luna is created by ID Johnson, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

"Tell me you are mine" the cold, sharp, merciless blade tried to force me into submission. Into HIS submission. I am not a property that anyone can own. "I-I am yours". Green is supposed to be my favorite color but as I look into his green merciless eyes I feel nothing but fear. "Good girl. Now, we don't want your dear ones hurt do we?" ****Where do you see yourself in three years? Two? One?What gives you the certainty that there will be one at all?In a world where most people dream and everything is normal, how would it feel to not know what normal is? Life is never easy and it won't ever be. It's harder when you have demons of your past and devils in your present to fight against. No one wants to lose but how long can you keep yourself stable? Only the strong and brave survives in the race. Is she strong and brave?Triggers are present.

In a drought-ravaged apocalypse, I kept our entire apartment block alive with my “watermaker” ability. But when I grew weak, my neighbors shattered my limbs and turned me into a living water source. Later, when raiders stormed in, they dragged me out to take the blade for them, only to realize that even my severed arms could still produce water. So, they shouted about “saving humanity,” then shoved me into the crowd and fled in the chaos. People rushed forward one after another, tearing at my flesh. But I didn’t die. What was left of me fell into the hands of a monster, and I was subjected to inhuman torment day after day. Ten years later, when the apocalypse finally ended, that monster tossed me into an incinerator. Only then did I die. When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the moment I first awakened my ability, just as my neighbor knocked on the door, begging for water.

At the heart of the renovated Hideaway Resort is an antique 8-foot-tall archway mirror whose carved frame seems to shift when no one’s looking. It starts with whispers, stray reflections, and dreams that feel borrowed. Then the island’s old legends surface: a sealed gate, a fallen house, and a war that never really ended. Scott Michaels—restless, big-hearted, and in way over his head—stumbles into a fight he didn’t ask for when a weathered priest and his mysterious apprentice reveal the mirror’s true name…and the thing tethered to it. With Faith at his side and a blade that burns for whoever dares to love more than fear, Scott must choose: run from the darkness, or cut the anchor that’s been feeding it for generations. Equal parts family drama, coastal gothic, and high-stakes supernatural thriller, The Devil’s Mirror turns a sunlit island into a labyrinth of reflections, where the danger isn’t just what creeps in the shadows—but what looks exactly like you.

During a battle with a rival pack, my Alpha mate, Damien, burst into my private healing sanctuary. He was carrying Lyra, a Beta warrior who had supposedly taken a poisoned blade for him. The next day, under the watchful eye of the Moon Goddess, Damien was forced by the pack elders to apologize. He explained that bringing an outsider into my sanctuary was a desperate act in a moment of crisis. After all, Lyra had saved his life. But that night, in the bed we once shared, Lyra stabbed herself with a dagger laced with wolfsbane and framed me for the attack. He chose to believe her. The rejection ceremony ripped my wolf from my soul. I was cast out—a powerless exile, left for dead in a storm, to be torn to shreds by rogues. But what Damien never knew was that the ancient curse afflicting him could only be healed by me. When I opened my eyes again, I was back at the beginning: the moment Damien carried that woman in, demanding I save her.